Hot as HELL… But Good Times
It was HOT as HELL this weekend. Nevertheless, Mur and I went on a 5 hour bike ride on Saturday. Anticipating the heat, we started at 730am. I took Mur up to Rock Store, down Mulholland, back up Encinal, and down Decker back to Westlake. We hid 6 water bottles along the route the previous evening because we knew that it was going to be a scorcher. Good thing ‘cuz we drank ALL of it. I managed to drink about 150 oz of water and electrolyte solution. I think that’s a record for me. I did have to pee a couple of times along the way. We ate almost all the food that we brought with us.. and we brought A LOT. But Mur started to bonk on her way down Decker back to Westlake. I should have forced her to eat some more Gu. =\ Anyways, that was Mur’s longest ride ever - 42 miles. Good for her! I was proud. The rest of the day was spent napping even though it was blowing 20 at Leo. Well,… Mur napped while I ran a few errands, fixed my flying helmet, tried to figure out how to hang some straps off my balcony to hang my paragliding harness. Then a dinner date and movie with Mur, as usual.
Sunday, Mur and I went up to Alternator because a bird told us that it was flyable. Of course, when we arrived, it was OTB. =\ As we were about to pull out to go back down, Marty’s car battery died, so since we didn’t have jumper cables, Mr. MacGyver took apart some DC cables for radio charger, and made it into a connector, disconnected the van’s working battery, took it over to Marty’s car, jumped it with the wires made from the cables, and actually started the car! He did warn that the car might blow up, but luck was on his side and everything worked the way that he expected. Ha! Pretty impressive, I must admit. Then we went surfing at Sea Cliff with Mr. MacGyver. It was pretty fun. 3 years of not surfing, and boy, I’m really out of paddle shape. I did the washing machine under a couple of waves a few times which brought back some memories of the countless number of washing machine cycles I endured during my 1 year stint of trying to learn how to surf. Mur, very new to surfing, did the washing machine a few times. Her legs and arms flailing as a huge wall of white water approached her… I laughed so hard at one point that I couldn’t sit up. I think she and I much prefer the wind sports - i.e windsurfing for Mur and kitesurfing for me. All in all, a good time. We will do it again next weekend.
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