mountain biker

Okay, okay, enough with the cute already. What would this blog be without one of my seriously overcooked Photoshop messes as a header?

I particularly liked this shot cos it makes Aaron look like The Mountain Biker That Ate Seattle... or something like that. that's an extra-large Heckler and his saddle nose almost comes up to my collarbones, but somehow when he's on that bike, it looks tiny.

The two of us went and rode the West Magnolia trails last weekend.

This is a shot of the Heckler all by its lonesome, waiting for us to figure out the best route, since it's a maze of twisty little passages, all alike.

A big wind storm a few years back blew down a bunch of trees, which made for an interesting texture in the background, and a 'signature' West Mag kind of shot.


"uh, which way now?" "dude, I don't remember..." "didn't you say you rode up here?" "that was four years ago! and I got lost! besides, everything's changed..." "so do you remember if the outer loop goes up or down this hill?" "dude, YOU'RE the one who read the map, you tell me!"


um, yea. looks like it was down the hill. Holy shredalicious line, Batman! This guy never ceases to astonish me with the sick terrain he can ride. and yes, it's every bit as steep as it looks. worse, actually.


we rode for about three hours straight, and it was darned hot. At some point I got distracted enough that he managed to confiscate the camera... and yes, Aaron really is that tall. well, that plus I'm a midget.


sometimes I manage to make it look like I can ride. sometimes.


Aaron retaliates for the many, many butt-shots I've taken of him, yikes!


This one says it all.

next up... more Breckenridge pics!! woo!

The cat's pyjamas

I'm posting this because, well, come ON, it's too freaking cute not to! Billy (the kitty in the pj's) has been scratching at a spot on his ribs. So Aaron decided to get him a little baby jumper to keep him from worrying at it.

I wanted him to get Billy a 'Hello Kitty' jumper, but on review the little wrenches and stuff are too funny (well at least when you consider that Aaron's a pro bicycle mechanic).

I have been resisting this temptation for over a week, but Saturday night I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to get out the Nikon and shoot some guerilla adorableness-poisoning-inducing pics of the two of them passed out on the livingroom floor.

Saturday Aaron threw down at Winter Park again. He's confirmed in second place for the series; first place is the ::cough cough:: sandbagger dude who's won every race by like eight or ten minutes.

Saturday night we ate an entire monster pizza from Abo's (mmm, Abo's!!) whilst watching Hero and Garden State. About halfway through Garden State, Aaron decided to play with Billy on the living room floor. I told him 'dude, you know you're just going to pass out down here, and then I'll have to wake you up so you can go to bed...'

'oh no I won't, I love this movie...' (btw Garden State? Best. Movie. Soundtrack. EVER!)


ten minutes later, he's passed out, just like I said, probably during the pool scene, which IMO is one of the pivotal points in the movie. He and Billy were all curled up on his ma's afghan, and the result was just too freaking cute to pass up, as you can see.

so... here's the part where I figure out if A reads my blog, har har har. He would/will absolutely KICK MY BUTT if/when he finds out I've posted these.

I like to live dangerously.

Sweet dreams,

LFR