I don't have a big camera to take close ups of wildlife. So this is as good as it gets. Last week Veronica and I saw a single Pronghorn, and midweek I was in a herd of Elk. Yesterday a herd of Pronghorns, in the Millican Valley, did a full gallop 360 degrees around me. This was as close as they got. It was totally cool. I used to work for the Forest Service and I spent lots of time East of Bend. I used to see lots of Pronghorn. This is the first time I have seen a herd of them for almost 20 years. If you don't get out because it is too cold, or too far, it is time. Don't drive as you will never see anything. You have to walk or ride. Riding is best because you are going fast enough to surprise them, but with no noise.
About an hour later I met with James. He went on the same road but wasn't fortunate enough to see the Pronghorns. He saw lots of blue birds though. They are bright blue and there are many of of them out there now. James and I rode together back to my car on
Gosney. I gave him a cookie and some hot chocolate. Then I found out it was his 28th birthday. I was lucky to be prepared.
So don't whine about the snow on the Phil's trail area, go out east. This is the coolest part of Central Oregon.
Don
Monday, March 31, 2008
WILDLIFE CLOSE TO HOME
Thursday, March 27, 2008
HORSE RIDGE AND EAST OF BEND
Friday, March 21, 2008
WHO READS MY BLOG
I know some of you who read my blog, but I am surprised when someone I don't know tells me they read my blog. It is nice though. I feel honored that you out there enjoy what I write. I write about things that are close to my heart. I write about the positive things in life that pertain to cycling and skiing. Cycling has given me almost everything I have. When I went to University I had to write an essay, it was about a bike tour I did when I was 14. That was 43 years ago. I still love cycling. It is easy for me to see the good in it. The health, the competition, the exhilaration of riding a mountain bike, the skill it takes to ride on technical stuff.
Some of my best friends live in Scotland. We go on holidays there, we go to Spain with them, they come over here. That is because of cycling. Have you ever traveled to Europe, arrived in a strange airport had to find your way to a hotel you have never been to, all the time driving on the left hand side of the road. Well when I go to Scotland my friends pick me up, take me to their house and then cook dinner. Cycling had given me that. We do the same for them when they come over here.
Let me know who you are and what you like about my blog. You can leave a comment. I will share with you what you have all written, please be positive. There is too much bad in the world to include it my blog.
Kathy didn't come from cycling, she came from somewhere more special.
As Kurt Vonnegut's uncle said , if this isn't good what is.
Thanks for reading
Don