March goes out with a splat

It was feeling a lot like Spring on Tuesday, warm and sunny, as Roger and I got out for an afternoon of Tennis. It was a little too blustery for me, so we just batted the ball around, instead of trying to play our usual sets. It felt good to get out and swing a racket around in my usual wild uncontrolled manner. Then the reality of the Winter - Spring transition set in, and we got half a foot of snow on Wednesday, which pretty much ruled out the usual Thursday bike ride after work - too much goop still on the trails, and just a little too cold, at 40 degrees. So I wandered into the Buck Center for a half hour of riding on the exercise bike, and make good use of the water facilities. It's always a treat, to sit out in their jacuzzi, catching big soft snowflakes on my tongue. I found myself wondering how our G1000/TwinStar instructor was faring, on his flight back from Toronto.

I've posted a bunch of March photos at our Picasaweb photo gallery...

The story this week about the Littleton man biking along the Platte River was just a little too scary and close to home. He was on the same path I like to ride downtown, and came upon a 60 pound rock that some really stupid and malicious teenagers had dragged out into the middle of the path. The rock was just into the shadow of the Belleview Ave bridge, so he never saw it. He hit it squarely, and it stopped his bike cold, breaking the frame, and throwing him over the handlebars onto the concrete path. I think he survived with a broken collarbone and a scratched helmet. The article I read quoted him as saying he's biked thousands of miles, all around the world, and never seen anything like this. I guess this may be a sign that I need to get myself a biking helmet. I'd been thinking I would get one, as soon as I dared to venture up into the mountain biking territories, where the trails are steep and rocky, and it would be more necessary. But it seems I may already need one, even for those nice flat bike paths around town.