Sunday, October 30, 2016

Boo!!!


My group of friends may be approaching 50, however, it's always nice to re-visit your youth every so often and what better way than Halloween to visit said youth!
We had Mr. Incredible, a group of greasers, the Pillsbury Dough Boy, a lumberjack, a pair of Velcro strips, an electrocuted individual, yours truly as a hippie and many, many more. 
Old in body, young at heart.
Trail Head





 


 


pre-party music in Milford

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Moving Blues

took this pic a few months ago from my cubicle - building with the points is our new office
After 15 or so years in the building the critics said was Coleman Young’s way of flipping off the suburbs after it was built (look at the design next time you see if from afar), my employer is leaving the RenCen for a new headquarters about two blocks away.
Moving is never fun. Anyone who tells you otherwise is lying. Growing up (queue the ‘way back machine’), nobody could move like the Reeves family as within a six year stretch, we lived in three different homes. My dad had a gift of finding the next best deal on a house. And he did quite well financially in doing so. However, there were drawbacks to the process. Do you think my dad hired a moving service each time? Are you kidding me? That would impact his bottom line so…pack on! It was during this time that young Tim attended three elementary schools; a tough thing to do in making new friends at each school. While I had no gift of gab (still don’t) in making new friends, I dominated in kickball so friends were never a problem…..if they wanted to win in gym class (ha).
Back to the work move. I will miss the views (attached pictures are from my last two cubicle locations) and the ‘city’ that more or less resides in the building I’m leaving; having a post office, a pharmacy and various stores in the same structure when its zero outside is a bonus. What I won’t miss are the west winter winds pushing through the windows. I believe they are the original windows when the building was built in the mid-70’s; chilly. Another item I won’t miss are the larger than life cockroaches in the stairwells; huge. Hearing the building creek and sway during high wind days was also a bit unsettling.
Regardless, if my door swipe card works on Monday, there will be no complaining from yours truly.
Trail Head
I had this view at my previous desk - not a bad way to start the morning

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Night Moves

Early darkness smarkness (not a word). Yes, it blows the big one that darkness is setting in way too early these days. You would think us pompous Americans with our advanced technology would find a way to tilt the earth so we could keep those nice long days all year. Yeah, no.
Here nor there, with the help of technology, early darkness will not stop the weeknight mountain bike season this year! It was the maiden voyage for the handlebar light tonight on the Milford Trail and no regrets on said purchase. Besides three deer that weren't going anywhere soon, I had the trail to myself. 
As Bob Seger says in a song, 'Ain't it funny how the night moves...'
Bring on the night.
Trail Head




Sunday, October 16, 2016

Chippewa River Float - Good People Remain Good People

Yep, been doing the Chippewa River float for more or less 10 years as my pea brain can recall. The core has been pretty much the same with a newbie coming and going; yooper John S. making an appearance this year with Roger C. showing up for the Friday night festivities. You can't ask for a better group as they put up with my idiosyncrasies; one of which is when its time for 'Timmy Leaves' to leave, he will. 
The float was enjoyable, as always. No trophy fish to report but thankfully no spills in what was a very cold river. 
Trail Head 








 






the bicycle had a great trip as well

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Reality

If you think your day was bad, someone maybe cut you off on the ride, too much construction (the M-5 north ramp project can end anytime!!!), you spilled your water on your keyboard, the release didn't go as planned, whatever; I had that kind of week. Then I came in this morning and got the below e-mail from a co-worker in Florida.
Yep, not that bad of a week.
Trail Head