Fore!

Before we get to Fore!, we rode our bikes to the store to get a few items this morning.  At a little under 2 miles, we picked up the trail right by the campground and headed in.  The bike trails out here are as busy as the side streets back home. More for exercise than mobility it appears, but people on bikes just the same.  We are not talking about adding a little extra asphalt to the shoulder, painting a line on it, and labeling it a bike lane...Blue Springs.  This is a separate "road" of the good asphalt stuff.  It is wide enough for bikes to pass one another in opposite directions and they have their own road signs...like a smaller version of the real thing, what a novel idea.  The day we drove to Denver to get our new water pump, we saw construction and maintenance being done on bike paths in many places.  I feel bad right now not being on my bike, their paths are so darn nice.  (Actually my eyes are starting to water because Miki just cut up some onions.  That activity doesn't belong in the confines of a trailer.  I feel like I have been at a demonstration and was tear gassed.)  Anyway, between bicycles and the free bus transportation around here, you could get away without a car.  Not me, but just saying.

Miki heading home from the grocery store with some of the goods.

FORE!  That's right, I hit a local course today and it felt good.  Didn't necessarily look good, the golfer's ability I mean, but the scenery and surrounding homes...awesome.  The Raven Golf Club in Silverthorne was the only course available for the amount of money I was willing to let go of.  I actually played this course a long time ago when it first opened under a different name...don't remember it, but probably enjoyed just as much.  The two things that stood out on this course, had nothing to do with the golf at all.  The fall colors and the homes surrounding the course.  In case I haven't mentioned the fall colors here in the mountains, it is fantabulous.  The houses, and when I say houses I mean logmansions, range from large-ish to arrogantly Lincoln Log-ish.  I just don't understand the kind of money it takes to have a second home on this spectrum, it hurts my brain.  Loved playing among them, but just... don't...get it!  So I will leave it at that.

FORE!  Actually it was a pretty good shot, just a little long.

Yes, I am aimed into the trees, cause this was posed for the camera.

Fantabulous fall foliage!

Some people enjoy a good cigar, others a fine wine, me... a nice hole.

Big day tomorrow.  The weekly farmer's market (AM) and the dogs go for a hike (PM).  Miki will buy stuff that makes me crazy and the dogs will recall instinctive behaviors that we have worked hard to stifle.  I think I will take some onions to chop just in case things go badly.  Hope this finds you healthy, happy, and safe.


My Zen from the Road:  Actually from the bike path.  Most of the other cyclists we have encountered are very friendly.  Waving, saying hi, passing with care...unlike driving our cars.  Is it because we all have on the same unattractive bike helmets on to protect us, making it a more level playing field, like wearing uniforms in school.  Whether you have spandex on or jeans tucked into your socks, those of us that ride bicycles seem to be a little more civil to one another.  When driving your car, act like you are riding your bike.  Wave a little more and put a little more care into your driving routine.  If you don't ride a bicycle, go sit somewhere where they do and watch them, you'll see what I mean.  Roll on!

Bonus picture of me golfing...FORE!