Sproinging into Spring.
April 26, 2010 by alexnberra
Green Springs Hwy 66, On the way up I saw five Sandhill Cranes on their migration route, they are truly huge huge birds! The views are amazing right now, and soon the green will give way to purple wildflower blankets.
One day leads to two, becomes three and then a couple weeks, and no fresh blog post to create a break on your techno-travels. The posts have been brewing though, even without posting on the blog I manage to continue my life, taking pictures, having many experiences that I would enjoy sharing every moment of, somehow… And is usually the case I have a long mental list of blog posts I want to spill forth onto the screen. I decided that this time instead of starting where I left off, I’ll start from today…
A mid-day start for me meant I saw some friends as they were just finishing their ride, John, Scott, and Jack were just headed out for the last of the tick list of climbs, the did every climb in Ashland Town, 37 climbs, for a total of 7,000 feet of elevation in just 42 miles!
These scooterers were scooting up Hwy 66 as I came down, they were not going very fast, the were smiling.
This picture is for my friend Igor who recently posted a similar picture, and who has built in leg warmers. This is the time of year when the legs start getting sun, and one asks the question, "Do I wear the hair like a bear or do I go bare like a girl with Nair?"
Another for Igor and Dan. This is a 15 mile climb, but this is not the Dolomites, and that is not a German on a racing motorcycle.
Mt. Ashland, She is pretty in the afternoon light, and what you can't see is the amazing view of Mother Shasta right behind me.
When the road-side snow starts melting it is a good time to keep your eyes out for gloves, hats, and other random items that emerge after being blown out of/off of skiiers cars and then covered with snow. Last year I found an awesome pair of gloves and a nice warm hat!
Feels like riding through a cooler with the lid flipped up.
There is only one section of road that will give you this unique panorama vantage of Emigrant Lake and the lower Rogue Valley, and not many cyclists will ever ride it.