No turning back • Folklorists use the ATU Index (Aarne–Thompson–Uther Index) to categorize folk tales. The Dick Whittington and His Cat folk tale is a type 1651 ('Whittington's Cat'). Lacking the necessary accoutrements (a cat and a peal of bells: we have many feral and domestic cats hereabouts, but I do not recollect ever hearing any campanology) to play out my own tale in that way today, I had to settle for not turning back. I felt cold when I started, although in my homeland 60°F (15.6°C) at sunup would qualify as the intense heat of high summer. It was the day after my rest day. At this point Paul Sherwen would always say to his fellow commentator Phil Liggett something like: 'The body can react in strange ways after a rest day, Phil.' I was feeling like a stranger to myself. I had expected to be energized following my R&R day, but I found that I was dragging my heels. I decided to go to the next 'exit point' (all well-planned routes incorpo...
RECREATION WITH AN AHHH! • I was undecided what sort of a ride I wanted on this day. Gloriously warm sunshine with a cooling breeze combined with seventh successive-day knee stiffness determined that it was to be a [R]ecreation ride with an ahhh! I rode gently and enjoyed the weather and the countryside. Not every ride has to be fitness training and there are more ways to get high than from endorphins. [R] is the first ride designation on a personal classification system I am developing. It means riding purely for the purpose of enjoyment, which can include riding styles from easy to hard, and slow to fast, or anything in between. Any other activity is permissible; today I went for a walk. Sadly, I came across a dismembered deer, which I have reported to the Utah Division of Wildlife Resources with photos and a location map. I will spare you the gruesome sight of the cadaver. For the first time this year I noticed touches of autumn color in the leaves on some trees. The Americ...
WE'VE COME A LONG WAY BABY • Since the demise of my Canon G11 (I miss ya baby; I'm so sorry I made all those niggling complaints about ya) I have been experimenting with carrying an old Canon A10 or an old Canon G2. I always have my iPhone 6S+ with me because that's how I record my rides on the Strava service. If only the iPhone didn't have such a wide-angle lens then I would probably not bother with a 'real' camera. Today, I had the Canon A10 and the iPhone stowed in a frame bag on the bicycle. I had not intended to take any photos, but when I made a water stop I realized that it has been a long time since I took a photo of the Hurricane Fault mountain tops—known as Mollies Nipple, the Three Brothers, Whiteface, and the Wart—in the late afternoon sun. I went to dig out the Canon A10, but on an impulse I first took a photo at that same location using the iPhone. The headline photo is Mollies Nipple. The upper photo in the collage of the string of tops wa...
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