First dusting of snow...

Just a few days ago we had the threat of rain here in the valley, but it looked like snow was falling in the higher elevations.  When the clouds cleared out, sure enough, one could see a new dusting of snow on all the high peaks.  As of this picture, much of the snow that fell a little lower has melted, but one can still see the new dusting of snow on the peaks. 

I thought that we'd be getting temps only into the lower 70's for the next couple weeks. Hmmm.  Not so.  It's warming right up again!!  What?  

Old stash

I finally got inspired to knit a lap afghan from old stash...and lots of left-overs.  I'm just winging it...using a stitch pattern I found for a afghan...but but using my bits and pieces, lone skeins, and such to use up some fiber. I'm not following the pattern exactly...you know, just winging it.  It's the perfect project on big needles (10.5) -- some mindless knitting after a long day. 

But my mind is already thinking about casting on some socks... men's socks... a Christmas gift for my brother.  Since those babies will have a lot longer leg and foot than my normal sock projects, that ought to keep the needles clicking for quite a while. 

Photo for Friday

Tall aspens have yellow leaves shivering in the breeze.

Sinks Canyon Road

Jane, Leane, and I planned a 4-wheeler ride for rookies, just the gals...LOL...an easy ride.  I thought that riding the Sinks Canyon Road might just be the ticket.  Jane road my extra machine, and Leane rode her new Kawasaki.  You should see the trailer that her husband fixed up for her; it's a beauty!!  This was her first run. 

As we drove up on South Pass, it became evident that the Fall colors were in full swing at higher elevations...and only the 2nd weekend in September???  Yeah, no kidding...glad I've got the pictures to prove it. 

A selfie... Leane, me, Jane.

We stayed on the Sinks Canyon Road except for a short, two mile ride up the 4-wheeler trail which goes over Limestone Mountain.  It gave the gals some experience riding over rocks and straddling gullies, and they did very well.  From the point where we stopped, we could see Continental Peak and Oregon Buttes off to the east.  Then we made our way back to the main road and drove to Louis Lake for lunch. 

I don't believe I've ever seen so many campers up here...more folks than on other weekends, for sure.  Perhaps it was because the weather was perfect this weekend...in the 80's, no wind, clear skies. And this may be the last weekend of the season for this kind of activity.  We saw several folks just taking a ride to see the fall colors, stopping periodically for photos.

The weather was warm, skies were clear, and only an occasional breeze.  What a perfect day to be in the mountains, riding through the pine.  The fragrance was refreshing!

Labor Day weekend continues...

Following a day of getting the trailer tires replaced, we went forward with our plans to ride up Indian Ridge for our outing on Sunday.  Because it rained the day before, and because a little cool front came through, moving warm air (clouds and smoke) to the northeast, we had the most beautiful blue skies and clear, clean air.  Spectacular!  

We could clearly see Gannett Peak (tallest peak in WY) poking its head above the foothills and rocky ridges that surround it.   It was the clearest view (the peak in the middle of the picture) I'd ever seen from this vantage point.

I've posted many pictures of this ride, and I never get tired of the panoramic views from this ridge.

Here's my bro and me.  Allen was taking a little nap after lunch...funny that he got in the picture.

What a day...

My brother Dennis, Cory, and Allen came up for Labor Day Weekend to do some 4-wheeling.  We planned to ride both Saturday and Sunday.

After a tasty bacon-n-eggs breakfast, we loaded up and headed toward Dubois.  It was a sunny, beautiful morning drive.  However, I did warn everyone that rain was in the forecast, and sure enough, clouds were hanging over Union Pass, which was our destination.  Oh well.  We decided to go on up the mountain anyway...just to see if we could squeak in a ride. Guess what? The colors are already starting to change.  The scenery was enjoyable.  Cory and I were in the lead, pulling a trailer with two 4-wheelers, and Dennis and Allen were following, pulling a trailer with two mountain motorbikes.  Cory and I kept an eye on the guys and got a little concerned when we couldn't see them following.  We stopped and waited, discovering that they were fine...just wanted to stay out of our dust.  OK.  So, I didn't watch the rear view mirrors for them quite so diligently.

As we were bouncing our way up to the top of Union Pass, maybe only a couple miles from where we would unload, I checked my mirror and saw Dennis flashing his lights and waving his arms frantically.  What?  I came a stop immediately.  He and Allen had seen me lose a tire on the trailer, and they were trying to get me stopped.  Never did hear their honking horn...and I dragged that trailer on the wheel for probably a good mile.   This is what it looked like:

Checking the other tire, we discovered it was nearly flat...but it was still intact!! Well...time to problem-solve.  Unload the 4-wheelers and see what we could do. 

The lug nuts were rusted on...and the rim was sitting on the ground, so there wasn't much room to work with. Dennis pulled out all his tools (an impressive collection).  I had to read my owner's manual to find where my jack and tools were located.  Allen stopped a pickup and asked the driver if he might have some WD-40 we could use to help get the nuts off.  He did and was happy to pull off and help us.  Eventually, the guys got the spare back on the side with no tire.  But, the other tire needed air desperately, and it was possibly punctured.  I had Fix-a-Flat with me, so one of the guys squirted that goo into the tire, and then we used two different small air compressors to get enough air in the tire to make it usable.  My air compressor had a broken end (the one you put in the cigarette lighter), but Allen knew that he could just cut off that piece, separate and bare the wires, and hold them directly on the battery.  It worked!

Now it was starting to rain.  The best plan was to have Cory and I ride the 4-wheelers down to Crooked Creek (restaurant and cabins) where they also had a shop with air compressor.  Dennis and Allen pulled ahead to find a place to turn the pick-ups and trailers around, and they were soon behind us.  Stopping at Crooked Creek, we were able to eat our lunches while we waited for the gal (waitressing in the restaurant) to get a break to come out and get the air hose for us. A young couple on 4-wheelers stopped to see if they could help and suggested we contact Bull's Conoco in Dubois (10 miles down the road) to see if they might have a wheel and tires.  They even got a phone book for us, and we made the call.  Yes, they had a wheel and tires!  Yahoo.  We assured them we would be there ASAP.

I thought we could load the lighter 4-wheeler on my trailer, and load the bigger machine into Dennis' pickup bed.  It all worked...and we slowly made our way down to Dubois, with rain and some hail hitting us on and off the whole time. 

We all agreed that we probably wouldn't have been able to make the ride out on Pinion Ridge after all.

When we got to Dubois, the mechanic discovered he had only one wheel and one tire.  Well, OK.  That would at least get us back to Riverton.  The mechanic suggested trying Bailey's Tire in Riverton, who he thought was open on Saturdays.  So, we called, they were open, and they had two tires the size we needed!  If this all worked out, we would be set to go for a ride tomorrow!!

Before leaving Dubois, it seemed like stopping for pie a-la-mode was the right thing to do.  Yum.  It was. 

Going straight to Bailey's was next on the list, and two new tires went on the trailer. And I had a new spare too.

This was not exactly the plan we had hoped for.  But if the tires needed replacing, I'm so glad this was the scenario.  Plenty of help and expertise was at the ready.  Between the two garages, I got new wheels and tires. 

Sooo... we were now ready for tomorrow's ride.

Busy, busy, busy...

I've not made the time to blog as normal...and the blogging will probably be pretty sketchy for another month, but I'll try to keep it alive. 

I'm happy to report that the smoke has cleared (for today), and it's so great to see blue skies and mountain peaks from my patio.  Our green grasses have all turned golden, and a hint of autumn is sneaking in.  We may have seen the last of the 90 degree temps.  The nights have significantly started to cool down.

Music scores, scripts, blocking notes --  those have taken my attention lately.  We are now in the middle of rehearsals for the musical melodrama (a dinner-theater production) I'm directing for the Riverton Library's fund-raiser.  We've got a GREAT cast, and it's been a blast so far.  It all goes on the stage Oct. 2nd and 3rd. 

Throw into the mix of activities more private music lessons too.  I had 6-ish over the summer, and now with school starting and kids getting back into their fall routines, I'm back up to 11 students.  That fills my schedule!  That's plenty!  I still want to feel like I've got days to do as a retired/rewired person should. Hmmm...I'm working on that.

The Labor Day weekend is going to be busy with my family coming in...and I should have photos of more 4-wheeling to share...

Hope you all have a fun/relaxing/joyful weekend.