Let Downs

It's pretty hard to be bummed when you know a girl with eyes like these.









But still I manage to find myself there. A few weeks ago I sent a roll of black and white film off to be developed. While Forest was here, we tried to capture some of our good times and riding on the camera. We both knew there was going to be some good stuff on there. Sunset shots with Bailey, Forest and I. There was even the possibility that we had some good pictures of us riding our bikes. There was one shot in particular that I was anxious to see. It was something that I felt really good on and knew that the shutter was opened at the perfect time.
Two weeks of anticipation, while the film was sent off to be processed made me I grew as giddy as a 3 year old on Christmas eve. The film was at the camera store and I drove there thinking of how good everything was going to look. Nothing! A roll of overexposed film that no images could be deciphered from. They said they suspected some flaw with the camera. I think there was a screw up on their end.

Maybe what is left to imagination is better than what is actual. No doubt, the specific shot I had high hopes for, probably would have been a let down. An elbow out of place,  awkward knees or some other inherent flaw of my riding, would have left me frustrated in the difference between what I do and what I want to do.

Whether the pictures come out or not, there isn't anything better than a good bike ride.

SCRIMP!

I realized that there has been much said about my dog, Mickey Scrimp Rand. He is probably the raddest dog. Especially when you consider that he is only about 7 pounds. Bailey brought him home one day a few years ago. The first thing she said was, "We are just trying him out and we can give him back if it doesn't work out."

I almost send the dog back, just out of principal because Bailey didn't ask me first. As that I am such a gracious husband, I let this one slide........

Sleeping off a long night

In case you haven't had the pleasure of hanging out with scrimp, here are some facts about him.     1. He talks in an accent similar to Kevin from the office.      2. He is always down for a nap.       3. He always has steak on his mind.       4. He can eat more than you think.           5. Very athletic, always into walks and bike rides, he can jump into my truck.      6. When he is really hungry and you pour him food then make him wait a minute or two to eat it, he will bark a little as he runs to his bowl!     7. He loves a bath, because he knows its going to be at least 20 minutes of spa time. Lathered massages, scratchies, and warm air from the blow dryer.

surveying flood damage

Logs more miles than your club riding buddy self

Lately, scrimp has been keeping his head on Bailey's belly. Maybe he is talking to Stella, telling her to drop him lots of food. I hope he is able to handle the transition of not being the only child of this family. Well smallest at least, arguably I am still pretty childish.