well, my experiences are not as epic as the fabulous ones listed here, but on my regular sunday morning rides, there is this field of blooming lupine, acres and acres of it. purple and beautiful. every time i ride by, it is as if someone sprayed the air with perfume. it's intense. it gives a nice balance to the decaying dead animal about a mile up the road.

will be riding at Hagg Lake on sunday. i am a little nervous though, lots of hills, but a gorgeous ride. i found out that a female cyclist got hit by a car up there on wednesday. i got a little sick to my stomach when i heard this, but decided i am going to go anyway. i am traditionally a scaredey cat, but i am really learning how to fight my fears and take some risks. i am learning if there is no risk, there is no reward.