In which we start the year with something old, something new, and something blue
Here's the blue:
|New Year's Eve ride still counts for starting the year. And we haven't seen blue sky since.|
This is becoming a tradition:
|New Year's Day on the Wallace Falls trail. We did this last year, too.|
The sky wasn't blue, but it wasn't throwing anything nasty down either. We'll call that a win.
|Group o' goofballs.|
|Not blue, but it's still pretty overhead.|
Here's the new thing:
|cue music: Budweiser Clydesdale theme|
To be clear: this activity is new to me.
|Fee "bumps" the shafts with her hips when she goes around a turn,|
although she doesn't have shafts in place yet. She probably learned this very young.
Fiddle (and Dory) know what they're doing, but I am at the very bottom of the learning curve, looking up. We're practicing ground driving in harness for now, so I can get the hang of things.
|Back on the trail|
We've enjoyed* several vigorous windstorms recently, which left trees and branches across many of our routes.
|*enjoyed = nobody died and there was no sn*w|
I was working on clearing one such today, when I was spontaneously joined by another rider and two hikers, who took turns with me yanking and sawing to get the tree out of our path.
|Many hands working make this go much faster|
With the route clear
|Interesting sky. Not blue, but interesting.|
we all made it to the turnaround point:
|The monument overlooking Puget Sound|
Pretty view, pleasant company.
Even blurry, the day is pretty, and being out is the best way to start a new year.