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Case of the Mondays

I got a handstand at the “Garden of the Gods” in Colorado Springs and then pulled onto CO-24 and took off at 50mph. A lady signaled me over. I thought gas cap? window?

Well, it was my wallet that I had on my bumper after my handstand… soo it had flown out with all my cash falling out too. I thanked her and quickly did a uturn as fast as possible, raced back and luckily GOT my wallet. Well… with the money gone. (About 80? 100? bucks) I saw a Waste Management driver picking it up when I got there so I know he didn’t take the money. Just SO glad I have my credit cards and ID though, phew!

Handstanding ain’t just another day in the office folks, it is hard work!

Thank you soo much to that lady that told me though, she is my hero :-)

Cheers!


Crater Lake Fakeout

Soo… detour. I saw the sign along the highway, 138 was closed east of such and such due to brush fires. This sign was right next to where I was going to turn off, but was too busy on the phone to realize that 138 was still a ways away. Anyways, I felt smart when I thought I was beating the system, and took a 17 mile (oh my god, we might die by falling off, or hitting one of the deer I saw) road. Then after managing to make the “quickest” way over to 138… I realized, IT was the one with the brush fire… sooo, I scoured my maps, and there really was no way except backtracking at least 1.5 hours, and still having a ways after that, or just going way out of the way.

I decided to pick up a red bull, and head for the coast. Only had one deer in the incoming lane. The 3 others I saw along this “midnight” voyage were off the road to the right. I took 42 west, and took the 42S off to the coast where I pulled into a parking lot for the night. I was going to sleep in the front seat, but couldn’t get comfortable, and the streetlights kinda shined in, so somehow I squeezed into the back of the car, and slept “comfortably” crammed next to my mountain bike. I had a “red bull hangover” quality sleep for about 6 hours. Anyways, I’ll have to make it back to Crater Lake at somepoint.

For now… I’ll be “Driving down the 101, California here I come”… :-)


Locked Out in Underwear!

You expected stories from my trip, and here is #1. Oh dear.

Sooo, funny story. Was getting ready to head out of Will’s place, and was doing laundry/cleaning and missed throwing a can into the recycling bin in the garage. I didn’t want to let the dog out, so I closed the door going into the garage behind me (cause it was unlocked all weekend, and I just figured that was the case). So I turn around to go back in and… door is locked… Shit! This sucks.

To make things worse, I was about to go get some laundry out of the dryer inside so I was currently in only my underwear… and I was now locked in the garage… GREAT.

Luckily, I found Will’s motorcycle pants lying around and a dirty t-shirt. Better than just underwear if I was to go outside? I figured the best. So I opened the garage, and walked around the house, tried all the doors… no luck. I came back in and figured I could pick the lock? I looked around for something and then saw a droor that said “picks”. Whoa, awesome! Unfortunately I have no idea how to use one, so I tried for a quick minute, and then accepted my failure. I didn’t want to break a lock in this whole embarassing process. Now, when I was fiddiling with the lock, of course someone is walking their dog by, and I say “hi”. Akward… anyways, I give up.

It’s 11:30am… Will comes home around 5? I only have to wait 5+ hours, and I avoid public embarassment, and don’t cause any damage. I lay around for an hour, soak up some sun… this isn’t working. I came up with a good idea, I could call him… IF i knew his number… and IF I could actually make a call. I heard the man across the street talking and decided to go over and introduce myself and explain the situation. He realized I was the guy who had the Virginia car this weekend and luckily believed my story. I then went in and had a little conversation while he booted up a OLD Windows 98 computer and used dial up. I even saw a blue screen of death… but… this is my only option.

So, I am pleasant with him, he’s very kind to allow me to use his computer and I find an email from Will with his cell phone number. I call him and he tells me how I can get in! Yay! Saved! So nearly 2 hours after I am locked out, I get back in. So, now it’s 4pm and I’m heading off the the grocery store than Chicago. CRAZY!