 I realize 99.5% of you visit this site for the images from awesome places. Yet, for any long time followers of this blog, I have always maintained I have kept this going because some day, I'll be in an assisted living place and I may enjoy looking at these reports. That you find some enjoyment from the reports is awesome. Amy and I were invited to a friend's house....  ....to a dinner party. It was a lot of fun to sit on their patio, talk, eat and drink. Mean time....  ....I'm ramping up my cycling. I rode with the ZONA cycling club but they have only 12-15 members. Sabino Cycles has restarted their weekend rides but the first ride is only 27 miles so forget that. Cyclefit is the most promising group but the organizer is vacationing so haven't had the opportunity. I got in a 45 mile ride that included the retirement community of Saddlebrook, above the town of Catalina. One of my favorite views is found there.. Pretty sure I am riding up Mount Lemmon for the first time this year, tomorrow.
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 Amy and I drove up the paved side of Mount Lemmon, the south facing side. Usual fantastic scenery. I wanted to check out a trail head and make sure an upcoming hike was doable given some trail restrictions that are still in place (fallout from the fire of last summer).  The images don't do justice to what we witness. Plenty of evidence of the fire but also...  ....plenty of evidence of a normal scene with plenty of ponderosa pines. Then, since neither of us had ever driven the back side of the mountain, we.....  ....drove the 29 miles to the town of Oracle. It's a dirt road of course, and pretty bumpy in places but at this time, I think a car could make it. We passed 3-4 jeeps/trucks on the way down. The going is kinda of slow of course but the scenery...  ....was great. We both were glad to hit the pavement and then continue on to Oro Valley.
 An uneventful drive so that's a good thing. You can smell the stockyards before seeing them in northern TX. Each time I do this drive I swear, never again yet my daughter wanted me to get into her condo in AZ and bring pictures and a vase, I wanted to bring golf clubs and the bike so it's likely similar circumstances exist on my next visit, in September.  I drove 800 miles the first day, staying in Tulsa then 1100 miles the second day while passing through Hatch, NM. It's the Chile Capital of the World or so they say.  Many dozens of figurines line the streets.  Big Boy!!!  A hamburger joint.  A strange place and then, reaching southern AZ.... ....Amy and I drove up the paved side of Mount Lemmon to check out a trail head for an upcoming hike and then, for the first time, drove down the back side via the dirt road to Oracle, AZ. More to come.
 It has been a very eventful visit. I watched my five year old grandson, Anthony, play soccer. Then....  ...my son wanted a rematch so we played at Denison University Golf Course (formerly Granville Golf Course) a course designed by the famous Donald Ross. I enjoy playing these old courses with mature trees. I parred the first 5 and Brett was unable to keep pace. Eventually, I won and smoked another cigar!  Of course, most of my time was spent in my woods. Decades ago, a farmer had cut many large trees and dragged the stumps into the creek. I dragged several back out, cut them and burned the excess along with grape vines and other brushy plants.  Kenda Janet and Paul (a nickname I gave them long ago for always wearing Kenda branded cycling gear) met me at the Napa Kitchen Cafe in Westerville and had a wonderful time catching up with them.  My daughter and her husband bought a nice boat and we motored around Buckeye Lake with....  ...Anthony being towed behind. He had a great time. Well, my final day and thus, the drive back will begin.
 I arrived for the Thursday evening, Cycling Club group ride with some trepidation. I had not ridden a whole bunch and rarely with a group (I belonged to 2 groups but one disbanded and the other is only doing C rides for now). A late arriving crowd grew to about 65 cyclists as Don Novel, above in orange, gives pre-ride instructions. Among the attendees was....  ...Brad C, one of a few people who kept in contact after I moved to AZ. Brad and I share an interest in a Santa Barbara bike shop, Fastrack, which we visit when either of us is in southern CA.  It was good to see so many people with whom I once rode. As usual, the "Rivet" group rolled out, then the "A" group and I jumped in with the "B" group. I was rather concerned about keeping up with them as this is not your ordinary B paced group. We rolled out of New Albany and as is the norm for the B group....  ....regrouped a couple of times. I spit out the back of the group about 70% of the way up Hardscrabble Road, but then hopelessly behind on Stone Quarry and that nasty climb above the village of Granville. Otherwise, lol, I did fine, finishing with 42 miles and a 19.6 average speed. The good news is I received a "Cyclefit" kit which entitles me to attend Tim Caroline's rides in Tucson. Tim is the rare, no ego, Cat 1 cyclist and organizes large group rides. As usual....  ....Kristy B brought containers of treats and opened the trunk of her car....  ....so all could sample. The next day.... ....my son and I played golf again, this time at the Denison U golf course. Nice, mature layout with some good holes. Hey, I had a 40 on the front nine and won by 1 shot.
 I head east, passing the vacant Longaberger Basket corporate office on my way to....  ....Longaberger golf course which has been acquired by an entity and renamed "Virtues Golf Club". I am here to meet my son for an epic golf match on what is a very nice layout. Enjoyed playing here especially since....  .....Victory was Mine! My son brought a couple of Cuban cigars so I smoked one in celebration then....  ...back to the woods for more enjoyable work. Attending the New Albany Cycling Club group ride on Thursday evening and looking forward to that.
 If you are an outdoor loving, adventure seeking, warm weather, mountain view type of person who enjoys views of fabulous vistas than it is hard to beat southern Arizona. There is a notable exception though. You can't beat the thousands of miles of lonely country roads that stitch small communities together throughout Ohio. Many people mistakenly believe that Ohio is flat and if your exposure is southwest, west and northwest Ohio than you are correct. All other areas are rather hilly and the variety of bike routes is endless. That, I do miss.  I continue the enjoyable work in my woods, cutting dead ash trees, victims of the emerald ash borer pest (thankfully it has no interest in my oaks or the walnuts, chestnut, maple or cherry trees).  I'm also clearing "sticky bushes" that have grown enormous and taken over large swaths of the land. The above image is the before of my efforts while the below is....  ...the after as I move, steadily, through the woods. Of course all the cut brush....  .....needs remedied and so I keep a good fire going. I'm not sure why but it is so satisfying to engage in this work as I also strip poison ivy from the trees. Tomorrow, I go golfing!
 I divided the 2900 miles of drive into 3 days. Sometimes I drive straight through with a few naps at rest areas but prefer two hotel stays to break up the drive. Day 1 was light traffic from Oro Valley, AZ to Amarillo, TX. Awoke Day 2 to rain and the expectation it would rain for most of the entire day to central MO. That was a long day. But....  .....Day 3 was all sun. Driving through southern IL and IN, crops are barely emerging from the ground. Too much rain kept farmers out of the fields during early spring. What we need is a more equitable distribution of precipitation. I can think of one state that would benefit from more of it.  And then, in western OH, this happened. A truck crashed, entering a construction area so I sat for over an hour. Did enjoy getting out of the SUV and chatting with the other drivers. What else can you do? Arriving in Granville, OH sooner than I expected, I.....  ....toured my woods. A couple of already dead trees had fallen so looked forward to starting the chainsaw.  The 400 red oaks that I had planted as seedlings many years ago, are thriving. I feel something like parental pride when among them. I'm going to make sure this land remains as it is and will probably mount a sign that says, "Wilson Woods". That's what some of the neighbors call it anyway. My first full day, I dropped my bike at Rick Miller's, a well respected bike mechanic and good guy, for a tune-up. Then to the woods, and began a long day of work fun. Cut two ash trees, victims of the emerald ash borer, a pest brought in from China via pallets. The wood makes for good burning.  Then I began splitting the pieces (manually of course). I enjoy this activity too but have to warm up to it, increasing the duration of splitting each day. I don't do much upper body work in AZ so my back began feeling the effects so..... ....I switch to clearing and burning brush. Still bending over a lot but at least I'm not picking up heavier wood. Rick dropped off my bike mid day so ready for a ride.
 Hey, sorry I have not been posting hike reports but mostly riding or in this case, Amy's back yard is surrounded by a wall with oleanders providing a beautiful backdrop. But, they have become overgrown so into the above thicket I went with a hand saw and pruning shears. A few hours later....  ....she can walk through there again and I also raked a drainage that had been filled with leaves.  Friday evening, we went to the Steam Pump Ranch across from where I live and attended an outdoor concert. Actually, the group who was playing was kind of awful but the mountains were magnificent as the sun set. A vineyard, Sonoita Vineyards, set up a booth and I hit it too hard. Some how....  ....I got up early the next morning and joined the Bicycle Ranch group ride at 6:30am. There were about 30 of us departing in the "A" group. There we were going 30+mph on Silverbell Road when I spit the bit and dropped out. Gasping for breath, I noted my average speed Wass 22.6 but of course, now soloing, the average dropped precipitously as I labored up the long climb on Twin Peaks Road to Dove Mountain. I caught the gang at....  ...a gas station off Tangerine Road.  Rare for a gas station to have such a nice view. We headed back onto the road and I lasted about 8 miles before again dropping anchor and out the back of the group I went. Finished with 48 miles and an 18.1 average. These group rides are a great way to improve fitness since I can't maintain that kind of intensity when riding alone.  That evening, my spirits were lifted by playing Rummy with Amy. In what has to be one of the most lopsided wins in Rummy playing history, the game ended with a score of me--210 points, the Amster--35. lol.  Sunday morning, we hiked the Linda Vista trail with Jack. He's not much into hot, desert hiking so we finished with only 2 miles. I picked up a rental suv today and am packing for a drive to Ohio. Will be back in about 2 weeks and will continue to post here.
 Amy and I were invited to a Kentucky Derby viewing party. She took a pool hat, stuffed faux flowers through the band and easily wore the most attractive/interesting Derby hat among those attending. By the luck of the draw, our horse finished 3rd so we broke even with our bet.  On Sunday, I was finishing a ride with a segment on the bike path and stopped when I approached a group of people standing and staring at something on the opposite side of the path. Most had. never seen a rattlesnake in the wild. Having witnessed a herpetologist in a similar situation, I knew what to do. I extended the rear wheel beneath the snake and flipped it on the slope leading into the wash. It was not cooperating and then "charged" at me. I quickly pulled my bike away as the snake slithered across the path and disappeared into brush at the bottom of the other slope. The onlookers were thrilled to have heard the snake rattling its tail. Guess I need more practice.  On Monday I took a quick hike around the Linda Vista trail off Oracle Road. There were four....  ....artists using chalk or paint to create pictures of our beautiful mountains.
 Our hike begins at the Marshall Gulch trail head, at an elevation of about 7500', high up Mount Lemmon. The start temp is 53 degrees as we climb 1.4 miles to Marshall Gulch saddle. We don't pause for long as the wind was rather high so....  ....jump on the Wilderness of Rock Trail and begin a descent. You might wonder how the trail got its name? Well.....  ....the name is apt.  Our descent takes us into a valley having enormous ponderosa pines. I'm keeping track of our distance because I know to look for an off trail segment at mile 3.6 and sure enough....  ....find it. We climb a very steep section and break out onto.....  ....an amazing expanse of boulders and slick rock. I wasn't consulting a gps track as I thought I could find the entrance to the pools based on past visits and....  ....found it. It is a beautiful location with rock sculpted by rushing water. I climbed a ways above the pool on the far bank just as....  ...with very little coaxing, Diane dove in and did a quick lap. Our group erupted with cheers. Soon, Andrew and Rex did the same. The pool being fed by snow melt was really cold.  There are several levels above the main pool and some of us enjoyed doing some exploring.  Wouldn't want to be in the area when the above giant falls. We geared up and began the climb from the pool. We recrossed the broad area of slick rock and boulders before descending to....  ....Lemmon Creek. Yet another beautiful place. Soon we were back on the official trail.  We crossed into and out of burn areas as we made our way....  ....to the parking area, again going off trail at times to take in some great views. Strong wind had taken dust aloft so the views weren't quite as good as usual.  Small pine trees destroyed by the fire. Finishing with 8.4 miles and almost 2000' of climbing, we put our gear away and then enjoyed watermelon supplied by Dee and Rex with John providing beer and Diane throwing in an abundance of drinks. After a hot hike I enjoy a cold beer but today was not that day. Instead, I shared a watermelon flavored vodka drink with Amy. Good time with good people.
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