Bike the Bear

This morning I was greeted with this view of Bear Lake and the sun rising over the city of Pickleville. Everyone knows how 'man made' cameras can't even compare with the real thing and so it is with this photo. But what a spectacular start of a day. 8:00 am was the start of the race and we needed to arise early to begin the final preparations for this endurance test. Thank goodness we didn't eat all the twinkies and ding dongs last night.

The racers were lined up and at 7:58 am someone jumped the gun and took off. I've never seen so much spandex and tire lube mixed in the same spot and so very glad no one called them back for a "false start." Landon was assigned rest station #2 and we could only hope that was somewhere on the route. The goal was to complete a lap, or two, around this big'o lake on a bike and live to blog about it. Carrie hung back with mom and dad for about a mile and then her competitive spirit and some dude's hairy legs drove her to step up the pace. We didn't see her again till the end. 52.3 miles later. And yes we all made it all the way around, some parts hurting more than others. And Landon? I don't know. The last time I saw him, he was chasing a rattler with gaterade and a rice krispy granola bar. I hope he makes it back for church.

This photo was taken before the 52.3 mile "Bike the Bear" race. If you zoom in and look real close you can see me in mom's glasses. Landon can be seen standing next to the college aged girls somewhere near the lake.........

The Legends

Have you ever wished you could have been there when Einstein discovered the Law of Relativity. Or Newton when the fig fell on his head. How about the Wright Brothers when they actually took flight, or maybe the Moody Blues in Concert. Those very special moments of time come and go so quickly that all we have to remember it by is the stories someone wrote. Well thanks to another Legend, all of our stories are being told. She said it could be done and she lead the way to do it. And being as quick as I am, I actually captured this legend in action. That's right right here on this very blog I caught her in the act of blogging.

Techies needed

Okay so I get on last night to add another chapter to this blog and I'm trying to resize a photo so it will down load to blogger, and I get this error message saying my free trial has expired.
Me being a "I shall overcome" type of a guy figured I'd just reset my computer's date and get this page published. WRONG.
So today I'm looking for a new program to buy which can resize my photos down to a more modest size. So what's the favorite program you use? Or maybe someone familiar with DELL Computers knows of a program already installed on this laptop. I look forward to your comments.....

Tears

Yesterday was a very mixed emotional day. For some worst than others. I had to call Carrie three times after getting to St George to get driving directions. I'm sure it was due to her stress of leaving and not my excitement to see her. Finally we arrived at her car but was unsure which front door was hers. She finally appeared. I had my camera ready for that "first picture."

Now when she sees this picture she says, "Oh my front door....." and runs off to wipe a tear from her eyes. As a dad, I felt like I would if I was picking her up from her mission. I knew she was happy to see me but was not excited about leaving at all. I'm sure she had tears for several miles as she drove north. She'll miss her old stomping grounds, and leaving some wonderful friends, I just hope northern Utah can help her feel loved also.

More Epidural please

It all started exactly 9 months and 8 days ago. I received a text which said "Hey Dad I really want to talk to you." And now just a wee bit over due, we are on our way, again to bring home our baby daughter. Only this time, Mom is driving and I'm sitting in the passenger seat, communicating to the world. Who would have thought 21 years ago this would be possible. We are on our way to bring my baby girl home. Wahoo and yippee-i-aye!!! Of course there's the usual aniexties that come with such a life changing event, but they all pale knowing how much I love Carrie, and so glad to have her back in my life. But for now all I can think about is the 5 hours in the car driving and then the return trip right after lunch. Where is that doctor ?

In the big inning.....

Talk about peer pressure. Yeah I'm talking about you.

It started out very innocently but has grown to a great way to keep in touch. My posterity at one time lived very close to home, but has now moved to the outermost parts of a comfortable Sunday afternoon drive. And last week I was accused of knowing the lingo and so it appears that I too, have become a captive of the Blogging Monster. Only time will tell how bad it bit, as for now, it's a big inning.