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Winter yells “Hello!” finally, orbitals & Loops

Just for a change, the week’s weather forecast in the valley has actually been mostly correct.  It’s been cold & doesn’t seem to have stopped snowing much at all.  After all this time, it’s nice to finally make winter’s acquaintance.  I think it’s been, on the whole, colder & with more snowfall than the entire five week period I was here over January & early February.  The biggest downside so far is having to get up ten minutes earlier to make sure I get to work on time after scraping/brushing all the snow off the car, warming the car up & driving a little slower than normal.  Being at work all week, I haven’t had the opportunity to get any decent photos during daylight, but here’s a few I snapped late this afternoon.

I don’t think we’ll be using our lawn chairs again for a while.

Don’t leave your bike outside.

 Looking across the tracks to Lady Mac at dusk, with a clear sky for the first time in a week.

This week at work we’ve been shovelling a fair bit of snow each morning off the path ways – another first for me.  With two concurrent kiln shuts coming to an end, there has been a fair bit going on.  I seem to have spent the last couple of days sorting & then adding steel mill balls(big steel marbles really) to the mills.  It’s a far cry from my process engineering degree in some ways, but it has everything to do with a unit operation so it’s vaguely related if you think hard enough.  The balls roll all over the place (I haven’t managed to spill too many so far), but throwing the first few in to each wheelbarrow they roll all over the place & then bounce off each other in interesting ways.  Should I be worried that all I can think of are s, p, d & f orbitals, then van der Waals forces, & finally when there are a few more balls in the barrow – crystalline structures?

Next week I’m being sent to another Lafarge plant in Kamloops for the week to do another conveyor survey.  Apparently, the Kamloops plant is a baby one – so it shouldn’t take me too long & I won’t have to climb quite as many stairs or ladders.  I’m excited to have a week out of the Bow Valley & the prospect of catching up with Krysta & Steve again in Kelowna at the end of the week.  It does unfortunately mean that’ll be two weekends’ delay to the first ski of the season for me.  But I seem to have found another back-country ski buddy for the rest of the winter (Alex & I unfortunately do not have corresponding days off, any trips Megan & I do will be constrained somewhat by the Finn factor) – one of the other temps at work.  We’re an interesting bunch of temps – one is earning some money before entering police school, one is a heavy diesel mechanic, one has operated various plants up north Alberta (oil territory), one wants a millwright apprenticeship, a few want to stay on at Lafarge permanently & then there’s me – a process engineer with supervision experience on a work visa who will leave in May for some great mountain-biking.

Riding Diary

With a nice snowy & cool forecast up now (thanks Alex), there is some hope that it will start snowing properly soon & I’ll be able to kick the relative laziness of the last few weekends by getting out skiing.  Sunshine hasn’t opened yet – they have delayed it for lack of snow.  Somehow I ended up buying a pair of secondhand  XC skis & boots yesterday – so I should be able to keep my cardio fitness up over the winter with a night or two a week on the XC trails at the Nordic Center.

Thursday, being the eleventh of November was Remembrance Day here in Canada.  The annual parade is at a bit more of a reasonable hour than the ANZAC Day dawn parades back home – but having worked my final double-shift the previous night, I appreciated the sleep-in so only saw the tail end of the parade from Alex & Megan’s balcony – did hear the pipes & the Last Post, so that was cool.   The local rags were full of tributes to Canada’s fallen & serving troops – nicely, it’s all a much bigger deal over here than back home.  I don’t think I’ve ever remarked here that many provinces & states have special registration plates for veterans – that’s kind of nice.  Also, the plates in this part of the world are so much more interesting than NZ’s bland black on white plates.  It seems I don’t have too many pictures of NZ cars, but here’s one of the only car I ever owned in NZ – I definitely got my money’s worth out of that.  The second picture shows an old-school white on black (non-reflective) NZ plate on a friend’s Capri restoration.

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Also on Remembrance Day, our big package of bike parts turned up from Jenson.  I’ve just now got to get around to installing a new drive train, nice new grippy (can you say grippy? – that’s for you Gareth) tires, grips (they had better be grippy too) & and a brand spanking new bottom bracket.  I’ll leave going tubeless for next year when my bike isn’t just sitting around in the garage.  I’ve been messing around very briefly with trying to share the odd document on Google Docs.  As this riding season comes to an end, here is my Riding Diary.  This goes back four years to when I started training for my first Karapoti Classic – since then I’ve just kept it going detailing every single ride I’ve been on.  Unfortunately, my bike computer died so some of the distance & time fields aren’t completed.  But you get the idea – I think I’ve done just a tad over sixty rides this summer/fall.  As you can imagine, there are a lot of good memories, friends & places visited detailed there.  Not all the functionality made the transfer from .odt to .xls to GoogleDocs format, but that’s not all that important.  My poor bike has done well over five-thousand kilometres off road now (ranging from NZ & Australia to Nepal to North America to Britain & Europe to Kenya), but at least it’s not as neglected as the singlespeed left in Rotorua – only about four hundred kilometres on that.  When I sort out what OpenOffice did to all the hyperlinks I had in my roadtrip worksheet, I’ll get around to posting that too.

It’s always surprising just how quickly fitness fades

Only one month ago was the previous long weekend (don’t despair – there’s another public holiday this week, Remembrance Day) & between stuffing myself with turkey & other Thanksgiving goodness I managed four good rides – including that epic Jumpingpound/Cox Hill combo.  Most of that fitness seems to have gone.  Maybe it was the cooler air, but my lungs were screaming as I climbed up to the top of the Prospector loop this afternoon.  I was annoyed at having to sit in the granny ring for much of the climbing – but pleased to clear that tricky steep bit just before the climb flattens out in the middle.

After turning at the top, it wasn’t long before a big grin was back on my face.  I wasn’t riding particularly well, but that trail is just so much fun I couldn’t help smiling.  Quickly I had a little bit more flow back in my riding.  As I was by myself, I avoided most of the more difficult trail features (some of them seem to have changed a bit – one I looked at & just couldn’t believe I’d managed to talk myself in to riding off/down it, let alone not crashed & burned) & simply enjoyed being out in the sunshine with a bone dry trail under wheel (I was going to write tyre, but now my spelling is getting confused & I couldn’t decide if tire was better or not).

This little ride was also notable for the groups I met.  Near the start I came across two guys carrying rather large crossbows who were quite keen on knowing if I had ever seen any sheep up this way.  I hadn’t, I thought sheep lived on golf courses in New Zealand.  As I rolled on to the biggest feature at the top I was mobbed by a pack of eight dogs – the two guys with them tried calling them off with some degree of success.  Still, it was somewhat unnerving to have a dog running up my escape ramp (I’m never going to attempt that gap) to the right.  After the Pennsylvanian & Kenyan dog attack incidents, I’m not all that keen on packs of barking dogs – but I escaped unharmed.

Back home Megan, Finnian & I went exploring the riverside walking path upstream as far as it would go in the relative warmth (I still think it should be a lot less than 10ºC in early November).  Megan for some reason had a hankering for poutine & I’m not one to discourage such things, so we grabbed some of that artery-clogging-pleasure on the way back.  After stumbling on that video this morning, I’ve just wasted too much time watching trail videos of rides I did in California & Utah last year.  This skiing caper best be good (when it arrives) or else I’m going to go spare in anticipation.

Found this little video

Stumbling around mtbr.com while I work up the motivation to go out for a cold, damp ride, I found this neat little video of the Cannell Plunge trail I rode when camping with some randoms I’d met on mtbr.com north of LA last year.  I’m pretty sure this is the last section which was a complete blast (dropped five thousand feet in eight miles apparently) that absolutely fried my brakes.  As this riding season comes to an end up here in the Rockies, I can’t wait for the next one in the western USA.  I’ve just decided on all the replacement parts that need ordering – perhaps I will have to go in to outdoor sports winter hibernation to finance the trip, but that’s not too likely.


Here’s my take on the whole trail.