Glen puts homemade pickled garlic and bottled teriyaki sauce on the salmon. His other winning recipe: "salmon and heat."
On the left is pink salmon, on the right, sockeye.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Numbers can be combined and compared to create wonderful pictures of data, known as charts. But the holy grail of data views appears to be the pivot table. I once had a boss who wrote a bunch of the code for the Excel pivot table when he was a lad. He was really into that. Thankfully.
Here are some numbers. Mostly worthless, but I've been keeping track so I might as well do something with them. No pivot tables. Sorry Brent.
These are the bikes I've ridden on my commute for the last 193 days I've come into my office. The obvious commuter-style bikes rise to the top. The trail, dirt, CX, load-haulers -- which I ride a ton as well, don't show up much here.
So, without further ado. In priority order:
The finest bike I've owned. Rides fast and cushy. Love it.
44 days: RB-T, also referred to as, the "Urban RB-T".
Once the new Elephant comes, this bike will be redundant. I don't know if I can let go of this frameset though. It's such a versitile work horse of a bike.
These top two bikes make up the Contador and Schleck of the standings. All others are distant chasers. Note the drop off...
18 days: The CX RB-T, also referred to as, "my only bike with a soul."
15 days: The Shogun. Fixed gear loveliness.
I bought it, built it up, rode it. Sold it to Patrick (of Scoop fame). Bought it back. Built it up, rode it. Sold it back to Patrick. Patrick still has it. But I wouldn't mind having it back. It's my favorite all-rounder fixed gear: equally happy on the High Drive Trails and for the (very) occasional commute. I have a an old RB-1 frame in the hopper that may replace this gap in the line up.
13 days: The Rawland.
This only goes to work with me when it's deep enough snow to put the monstor motos on there. Otherwise, it's a mountain/dirt/trails/overnighter bike.
11 days: The Hacked RB-1, also known as The Resurrecto.
I miss this bike sometimes. It's a fun bike. It was really fun on long dirt rides where you want cush, speed, comfort, and fast handling. It went to a good home, so it shall be resurrected again someday.
11 days: Trek 720.
Kitted up in this picture as a fixed gear in the ice. Now, this one sees a lot of use on the weekends as an 8-speed porteur. Good guest bike with the 8-speed hub in there.
9 days: The SH-80 Cycle Truck.
I ride this bike a lot on the weekends and early mornings with Maddie. We have a little seatbelt figured out on there for her now. While I don't do a ton of miles on the SH-80, I tend to use this bike more frequently than most of my other bikes for tooling around and quick runs -- it's set up with campus pedals and an easy/comfy riding position, so it's easy to grab when you're not in a big fat hurry. Lighting system and a new fork are forthcoming.
6 days: Kogswell.
A friend of mine gave me this frame. I had some forks for it, built it up, and rode it around for a few weeks. The frameset has just recently found a new home -- but will take some time to become a bike again.
The wheelset will go on my forthcoming Elephant.
3 days: Phil's RB-T
I gave this to a buddy recently.
Man I wanted to like this bike. But it rode like the tubes were filled with cement. Sorry Ken.
Hacked with horizontal dropouts. More to come on this. I just scored a 7-speed internal hub with a coaster brake. The bike is now waiting on some bars from Alex and we'll have a good guest-snow-all-rounder-cruiser-trail bike.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Joe, Patrick, and I took a great trail ride this morning: an extended version of the Sunday morning SOS loop.
My 39 year old mug. Liza says I look smug. Actually, I'm just not the most photogenic guy on the planet.
Joe and Patrick minding the rules. It was busy at Bowl and Pitcher this morning.
Yay. Maddie made me a double-sided poster and a card. And was super rad to me all day today: for example,, when she brought me a mid-day beer, she delivered it with my favorite glass.
I sat down to string up a wheel. I started it on Friday, but it appeared the spokes were too long so I set it aside after stringing up the first set of spokes.
Thinking on it over a couple days, I figured it was just the odd combo of tiny rim with honkin' hub that made the spokes seem too long: maybe everything would work itself out when I tensioned it up.
Nope. The spokes are too long.
The issue? The Sturmey Archer specs page says the flange width is 58mm. And it is. But Spocalc wants distance from center of hub to flange. I just put 58mm in the flange field and should have put 29 for both left and right center-to-flange measurements.
Damn. So I ordered another (ahem, my third) set of spokes for this build.
Liza made a great big pot of puttanesca and some green beans with garlic scapes. I made a Caesar salad that was a bit disappointing. I'd give anything for the Caesar dressing recipe we used at Patsy Clarks a million years ago. I probably made 100+ gallons of that dressing when I was in high school and I'll be a monkey's uncle if I can remember the details.
The puttanesca was great.
I'm a lucky guy.