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Dirt Biking & Dark Dogs
Nov. 12th, 2013 09:58 pmLife has been very busy lately. About a month and a half ago I committed to finishing the fourth and final (for now) Designers & Dragons book by the end of the year. Since then, most of my "non-work" time has been spent writing, editing, and writing again. Tons of work for Designers & Dragons: The '00s, a constant parade of D&D histories for DnDClassics.com, and lately a few articles for Wizards of the Coast too.
Whew!
So when the weather report said that we were going to get rain on Monday or Tuesday, I stopped and said to myself, "If I don't go ride that beautiful (dirt-paved) Wildcat Creek Canyon Trail again soon, I won't get to until spring, because it'll be too muddy."
Saturday was our first RPG session in over a month, due to various things getting in the way (Hawaii for three members of our group; the Endgame party; Kimberly's art at De Young). Lately I'd then take it easy on Sunday (to catch up on writing), but instead I did that bike ride.
It was about 20 miles: down past the end of the Ohlone Greenway, up into Wildcat Canyon, and then through into Tilden. I quite enjoyed it, as I expected I would. My strength wasn't as good on some of the hills after a month and a half of lighter riding, but my stamina was quite strong (in that I wasn't falling down exhausted by the time I got to Tilden, as I have been in the past).
Life being as busy as it has been lately, I of course brought my laptop with me, and once in Tilden I found myself a picnic table and began working. I got in about two hours of writing D&D histories and entering corrections into Designers & Dragons ... and then it got to be too cold. I was wearing my jacket and my fingerless gloves but found myself shivering as I was writing my second history of the day ... so after I finished up a few final shivering paragraphs I packed up and headed back up over the hill to get home.
Sadly, winter has come.
But there wasn't rain on Monday and Tuesday.
Last night Kimberly and I decided to get some sandwiches and eat them in the local dog park for dinner. Even though we made it up there by 5.30, it was already pretty dark ... but that didn't stop people from taking their dogs out. There were lots of people, mostly bunched together in the dim dusk.
Dogs bounced around in the dark. Some of the dogs had lights on which bounced and spun in weird shapes. Other of the dogs were aggressive about our sandwiches, something which I attributed to their near-invisibility in the dimness. It was a surprisingly weird and fun experience.
Today K. seems to have come down with a cold, sadly. I've been a bit muzzy and tired too. Hopefully I'm fighting it off, rather than coming down with it. Tomorrow will tell ...
Whew!
So when the weather report said that we were going to get rain on Monday or Tuesday, I stopped and said to myself, "If I don't go ride that beautiful (dirt-paved) Wildcat Creek Canyon Trail again soon, I won't get to until spring, because it'll be too muddy."
Saturday was our first RPG session in over a month, due to various things getting in the way (Hawaii for three members of our group; the Endgame party; Kimberly's art at De Young). Lately I'd then take it easy on Sunday (to catch up on writing), but instead I did that bike ride.
It was about 20 miles: down past the end of the Ohlone Greenway, up into Wildcat Canyon, and then through into Tilden. I quite enjoyed it, as I expected I would. My strength wasn't as good on some of the hills after a month and a half of lighter riding, but my stamina was quite strong (in that I wasn't falling down exhausted by the time I got to Tilden, as I have been in the past).
Life being as busy as it has been lately, I of course brought my laptop with me, and once in Tilden I found myself a picnic table and began working. I got in about two hours of writing D&D histories and entering corrections into Designers & Dragons ... and then it got to be too cold. I was wearing my jacket and my fingerless gloves but found myself shivering as I was writing my second history of the day ... so after I finished up a few final shivering paragraphs I packed up and headed back up over the hill to get home.
Sadly, winter has come.
But there wasn't rain on Monday and Tuesday.
Last night Kimberly and I decided to get some sandwiches and eat them in the local dog park for dinner. Even though we made it up there by 5.30, it was already pretty dark ... but that didn't stop people from taking their dogs out. There were lots of people, mostly bunched together in the dim dusk.
Dogs bounced around in the dark. Some of the dogs had lights on which bounced and spun in weird shapes. Other of the dogs were aggressive about our sandwiches, something which I attributed to their near-invisibility in the dimness. It was a surprisingly weird and fun experience.
Today K. seems to have come down with a cold, sadly. I've been a bit muzzy and tired too. Hopefully I'm fighting it off, rather than coming down with it. Tomorrow will tell ...