The waterside terminal tower of Transbordador Aeri del Port or Barcelona’s Harbor Cable Car
We try to maximize Becky’s travel days by scheduling our return departures for Sundays. For this trip the best we could do with our complex frequent flyer ticket arrangements was a late Saturday departure and an overnight layover in (more…)
The spectrum of macarons at Bubo
Barcelona had become a familiar and comfortable base. The city offers much more to see and do but our visit was rapidly coming to an end. On our last full day, it was time to see the places in (more…)
Lest it has been forgotten, the theme of our trip to Spain was food and wine. On Thursday we headed an hour outside of Barcelona to Girona to visit one of our favorite restaurants in the world, El Celler de Can Roca. This would be our second visit to this (more…)
Inside the nave of Sagrada Familia
Our day started slowly. Late in the morning, the metallic, mechanical sound of our room’s Nespresso coffee machine ejecting spent cartridges filled the room. We were tired and Becky was brewing an excessively large number of shots of coffee. A shower soon followed our (more…)
The ghost town of Shaniko, alongside US-97 in Oregon
During an impromptu visit last winter, Quiver and I walked through Seattle’s I-5 Colonnade Mountain Biking Skills Park. The I-5 Colonnade recaptures the space underneath the I-5 viaduct in downtown Seattle for a collection of skinnies, drops, jumps, ladders, and rock (more…)
The long ladder on the top of Evolution
Our last day in Bellingham started with a visit to the farmer’s market in the Fairhaven District. This extremely popular mid-week market featuring vendors offering perfectly arranged fruits and vegetables under the pergolas on (more…)
Knobs rolling a build-up on Cheech & Chong's Wild Ride, Galbraith Mountain, Bellingham, Washington
Our original plans included a stop at Hood River Oregon for a few days of riding. Somewhere along the way, Quiver, after talking to some other riders, became convinced that we should visit Bellingham Washington instead. Quiver wasn’t along for this part of the trip, but we changed our plans and stopped at Bellingham anyway. Maybe the logistics were easier. Or maybe Quiver is an all-powerful being and we are will-less and easily manipulated by outside forces. Who knows?
Knobs on Seventh Secret in Mt. Fromme
When you first consider riding the trails in North Vancouver, the concept seems nebulous. Where do you go? What do you ride? Do you shuttle or climb up on your bike? What routes are good? Hopefully the information here will get you started on discovering some of the best trails anywhere.
I’m a list oriented individual. I thought that I’d share my mental spreadsheet of my favorite North Shore Trails. Now, your mileage may vary, but if you like the types of trails that we do, some of the trails on our list are sure to float your boat.
Knobs slips off the long skinny on CBC
Knobs was still nursing his hand injury, but acquiesced to a return visit to Mt. Seymour on Friday. The weather forecasters were predicting rain the coming weekend. This could be our last chance for dry trails. Uncle Knobular wasn’t sure how is hand would (more…)
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