Waiting for God, Miata and KLR maintenance, Starbucks Carla, geocache re-lo (posted from home)
(this post covers 25-29 June)
Thursday, 29 June-
Labashi has a visitor coming today so I’m outta here. I called a friend for lunch and enjoyed a couple of pizza slices with him while catching up on his sailing adventures.
Then I drove to Duncannon and parked at the trailhead for a hike up to Hawk Rock and then on to one of my geocaches. I had received an email from the Appalachian Trail Conservancy telling me that my cache appeared to be on the AT corridor, i.e., the lands on either side of the trail and if so it has to be removed. On my three-mile hike in I met Rip, a thru-hiker who had started his walk from Springer Mountain on 27 March, the week before Labashi and I visited there. Rip, short for Rip Van Winkle, was hurrying along to get to the Duncannon post office before 1630 to pick up his swing box. Ten minutes down the trial I met two young women, Fiddlehead and TreeHugger. At the shelter trail intersection I met Ork and Bean. Ah, the enthusiasm of youth. They’ve walked a thousand miles overall, 14 today so far (by the time I saw them) and still look fresh and ready to rock. Of all of them, only Ork and Bean have a journal. It’s at http://www.trailjournals.com/entry.cfm?id=126444. I like journals—they’re from Alaska!
After meeting the thru-hikers I relocated my geocache and shortly thereafter got caught in a thunderstorm. But I was lucky. I was near enough to the shelter to get in before the heaviest rain started. It was only a twenty-minute storm and afterwards the air was nice and fresh so it was a good thing. I left the shelter around 1730 and got home by 2000.
That evening we watched Deadwood Season Two, Episodes 5 and 6. Holy frijoles.
Wednesday, 28 June-
With a visitor coming to see Labashi tomorrow my main job today was to mow the lawn and to clean up my living-room office (that’s the area around my easy-chair; somehow it gets cluttered). But first I needed to pick up the KLR so Labashi drove me to Hallam. I had had a routine maintenance check done on the valves, an oil change, and the full-service routine of lubing cables and chain, tightening bolts, and checking it over for any sign of problems. Cost was $172. As it turned out the valves were ‘right on the money’… meaning no adjustment needed. This was good news on this 5000-mile maintenance interval. I also had an interesting chat with the bike mechanic. He warned me to be listening for the valves to get too quiet and said the chief cause of valves getting out of adjustment is getting too hot because of bad gas. But then added ‘but it’s all bad these days’.
I stopped by Starbucks on the way home and ran into an interesting situation there. While standing in line I decided to have an iced mocha for a change. But as I approached the counter, the girl, Carla, told the barista to make an affogato-style frappacino for me, the drink I normally get. That put me in a little bit of a quandary. Here Carla was showing me she recognized me as a regular and had taken the time and effort to memorize my somewhat-specialized drink preference and was perhaps even showing off a bit to her fellow baristas. And the barista already had written down the order on the cup. Further, I had recently read an article about a woman who had moved to a new town and after an extended time of daily visits to the Starbucks, still did not appear to be recognized. Finally one day, it happened—“your regular?”—and she was validated as a worthy inhabitant of this planet. So what could I do? I’ll get the iced mocha another time.
I spent the afternoon mowing and cleaning up and that evening we watched episodes 4-7 of ‘Waiting for God’.
Tuesday, 27 June-
I joined Bookcrossing.com this morning and wrote my first log entry, this one on ‘Journey to the Center of the Earth’. Here’s a link to it: http://www.bookcrossing.com/journal/3583516. I spent much of the remainder of the da on the web researching some information for my geocaches. That evening we watched episodes 1-3 of a Netflix DVD, ‘Waiting for God’. It’s a British comedy about two irascible old residents of an assisted-living home in Bournemouth. We were great fans of the Brit-com ‘Good Neighbors’ years ago and were hoping to find another like it. ‘Waiting for God’ is not bad though not up to the ‘Good Neighbors’ standard (though in fairness that standard may be higher in our minds than warranted).
Monday, 26 June-
It was rainy this morning and threatening to rain all day. Nevertheless I had appointments for both the Miata and the KLR. We took the Miata to Mechanicsburg for its paintless dent repair I mentioned in last week’s log and by the time we returned home the rain had stopped for awhile. I checked weather radar and it showed a hole in the oncoming showers so we left immediately to take the KLR to the motorcycle shop in Hallam. By the time we got home I had received the call that the Miata was ready so we zoomed back to Mechanicsburg to pick it up. The dent removal worked well. Where the dent had been very noticeable, now you don’t see anything in that area. If I look at just the right angle I can see a very small wavy spot where the dent was but it’s MUCH better. Cost for the fix was $95 which I consider a bargain.
Later that afternoon I jogged four miles along the creek near our house.
Sunday, 25 June-
I spent most of the morning blogging, emailing, and on the web. In the afternoon I again jogged at Rocky Ridge Park, about an hour.
(this post covers 25-29 June)
Thursday, 29 June-
Labashi has a visitor coming today so I’m outta here. I called a friend for lunch and enjoyed a couple of pizza slices with him while catching up on his sailing adventures.
Then I drove to Duncannon and parked at the trailhead for a hike up to Hawk Rock and then on to one of my geocaches. I had received an email from the Appalachian Trail Conservancy telling me that my cache appeared to be on the AT corridor, i.e., the lands on either side of the trail and if so it has to be removed. On my three-mile hike in I met Rip, a thru-hiker who had started his walk from Springer Mountain on 27 March, the week before Labashi and I visited there. Rip, short for Rip Van Winkle, was hurrying along to get to the Duncannon post office before 1630 to pick up his swing box. Ten minutes down the trial I met two young women, Fiddlehead and TreeHugger. At the shelter trail intersection I met Ork and Bean. Ah, the enthusiasm of youth. They’ve walked a thousand miles overall, 14 today so far (by the time I saw them) and still look fresh and ready to rock. Of all of them, only Ork and Bean have a journal. It’s at http://www.trailjournals.com/entry.cfm?id=126444. I like journals—they’re from Alaska!
After meeting the thru-hikers I relocated my geocache and shortly thereafter got caught in a thunderstorm. But I was lucky. I was near enough to the shelter to get in before the heaviest rain started. It was only a twenty-minute storm and afterwards the air was nice and fresh so it was a good thing. I left the shelter around 1730 and got home by 2000.
That evening we watched Deadwood Season Two, Episodes 5 and 6. Holy frijoles.
Wednesday, 28 June-
With a visitor coming to see Labashi tomorrow my main job today was to mow the lawn and to clean up my living-room office (that’s the area around my easy-chair; somehow it gets cluttered). But first I needed to pick up the KLR so Labashi drove me to Hallam. I had had a routine maintenance check done on the valves, an oil change, and the full-service routine of lubing cables and chain, tightening bolts, and checking it over for any sign of problems. Cost was $172. As it turned out the valves were ‘right on the money’… meaning no adjustment needed. This was good news on this 5000-mile maintenance interval. I also had an interesting chat with the bike mechanic. He warned me to be listening for the valves to get too quiet and said the chief cause of valves getting out of adjustment is getting too hot because of bad gas. But then added ‘but it’s all bad these days’.
I stopped by Starbucks on the way home and ran into an interesting situation there. While standing in line I decided to have an iced mocha for a change. But as I approached the counter, the girl, Carla, told the barista to make an affogato-style frappacino for me, the drink I normally get. That put me in a little bit of a quandary. Here Carla was showing me she recognized me as a regular and had taken the time and effort to memorize my somewhat-specialized drink preference and was perhaps even showing off a bit to her fellow baristas. And the barista already had written down the order on the cup. Further, I had recently read an article about a woman who had moved to a new town and after an extended time of daily visits to the Starbucks, still did not appear to be recognized. Finally one day, it happened—“your regular?”—and she was validated as a worthy inhabitant of this planet. So what could I do? I’ll get the iced mocha another time.
I spent the afternoon mowing and cleaning up and that evening we watched episodes 4-7 of ‘Waiting for God’.
Tuesday, 27 June-
I joined Bookcrossing.com this morning and wrote my first log entry, this one on ‘Journey to the Center of the Earth’. Here’s a link to it: http://www.bookcrossing.com/journal/3583516. I spent much of the remainder of the da on the web researching some information for my geocaches. That evening we watched episodes 1-3 of a Netflix DVD, ‘Waiting for God’. It’s a British comedy about two irascible old residents of an assisted-living home in Bournemouth. We were great fans of the Brit-com ‘Good Neighbors’ years ago and were hoping to find another like it. ‘Waiting for God’ is not bad though not up to the ‘Good Neighbors’ standard (though in fairness that standard may be higher in our minds than warranted).
Monday, 26 June-
It was rainy this morning and threatening to rain all day. Nevertheless I had appointments for both the Miata and the KLR. We took the Miata to Mechanicsburg for its paintless dent repair I mentioned in last week’s log and by the time we returned home the rain had stopped for awhile. I checked weather radar and it showed a hole in the oncoming showers so we left immediately to take the KLR to the motorcycle shop in Hallam. By the time we got home I had received the call that the Miata was ready so we zoomed back to Mechanicsburg to pick it up. The dent removal worked well. Where the dent had been very noticeable, now you don’t see anything in that area. If I look at just the right angle I can see a very small wavy spot where the dent was but it’s MUCH better. Cost for the fix was $95 which I consider a bargain.
Later that afternoon I jogged four miles along the creek near our house.
Sunday, 25 June-
I spent most of the morning blogging, emailing, and on the web. In the afternoon I again jogged at Rocky Ridge Park, about an hour.
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