First long bike ride of the year: warm weather, spring blooms and a sore butt.

Ready to go!

My schedule and the weather finally cooperated late last week in allowing me to finally go on a “long” bicycle ride. I took a spin through Cherry Creek State Park on a gorgeous Thursday afternoon. Skies were partly cloudy and the temps were in the mid-70s. I figure I racked up roughly 14-16 miles on this ride.

My primary mission on this ride was to just get back out on my bike. Up until Thursday I’d only cycled a couple of short rides, maybe 8 miles total, and one of those rides was cut short by a flat tire. So I just wanted to get my legs moving, my heart beating and get some sun on my skin to generate some vitamin D.

Along the way, I figured this ride would be a good opportunity to see how Spring was progressing outside of my little garden enclave. As I’ve mentioned before, I don’t ride to be the fastest or go the farthest. I ride because I enjoy it. Bicycling is a good way to see both wildlife and wildflowers. However, the only wildlife I saw was a couple of geese and some prairie dogs. The only “wildflowers” in bloom were dandelions.

Callery pear tree. Nice to look at, but hoo-whee, a not so nice aroma.

The first sign of Spring I espied was right before the I entered the park. I am not 100% certain what type of trees these are, but I have a strong suspicion they’re Callery pear trees. While the Callery pear looks good in bloom, it is considered a nuisance tree. It’s over-planted in the Denver metro area, it’s somewhat invasive, it’s prone to storm damage due to its super fast growth rate and it’s aroma when is bloom is, well, sub-optimal.

The fragrance produced by this pear tree has been compared to rotting fish, and that is why I suspect that these are indeed Callery pear trees. Because they stunk like a fish market!

Still, I can see why it still remains popular in many landscapes in spite of all its flaws. From a distance, it does indeed look nice.

From this point I rode under Parker Road and into the park proper. Cherry Creek State Park is very popular with bicyclists. A lot of trails and roads to ride and the car traffic on the roads is usually minimal (except on weekends). Plus there is a lot of nice scenery, and in the height of summer on a hot ride it’s nearly orgasmic to pull your shoes off and wade into the cool waters of the reservoir.

Break time!

Once in the park I worked my way toward the south end. It was about at this point that my ischial tuberosity, known in the bicycling world as “sit bones”, began to hurt. In spite of the their moniker as sit bones, the truth that it takes several bike rides to get the ischial tuberosity conditioned to sitting on bicycle saddles. Even though I wear mountain bike shorts with a chamois pad in the crotchal area, my sit bones were feeling a might abused. Besides, I found a nice spot to take a break.

Were y’all aware that the muscles that pull our eyeballs to look up atrophy as we grow older? This is because we spend most of our time looking down and rarely look up at the sky above. So when I ride my bike I try glance up to the sky from time to time. Sometimes to keep an eye on encroaching storm clouds, but mostly because I enjoy the passing pageant occurring overhead. As you can see in the picture to the left, the sky on the day I rode had a summertime look to it.

After my short break, I continued to head south. My pace began to pick up because there were dark clouds moving in from the west. They didn’t look too threatening, but since I was only wearing my riding shorts and a t-shirt I would get a tad chilly when the sun hid behind the clouds.

The Rocky Mountains in the distance, with thickening clouds building overhead.

With the sun playing peak a boo with me, and my butt getting more sore by the mile, I decided to turn around and head back to my truck. But not before taking one more photo. Below you can see some Cottonwoods just starting to leaf out.

Cottonwoods leafing out.

Once I got back home I finished off my ride with a tasty protein smoothie. My smoothies are very simple and easy to make. I use a packaged protein drink, then add a tablespoon of peanut butter and some fruit to it and blend it all together. My two favorite smoothies are a chocolate/peanut butter smoothie with half a banana; and a vanilla/peanut butter smoothie with a handful of either blackberries or raspberries.

I have found that following a good ride with a protein drink helps me to recover much quicker.

I have also found that drinking a shandy style beer also helps me recover lost electrolytes. Samuel Adams Porch Rocker and Leinenkugals Orange Shandy are two of my favorite sports recovery drinks.

Unfortunately, the only thing I’ve found that helps a sore ass is to take a day or two off before going out on the next ride. With a few weeks of consistent riding, the sore ass syndrome will resolve itself nicely.

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This week in the garden: Rejuvenation!

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul. Alfred Austin

Survivors of Snowmegeddon II

Spring is the season with a multiple personality disorder. Last week I wrote about the blizzard dubbed “Snowmegeddon II” that blasted through Colorado. Two days ago the temperatures rose to 80 degrees in my area, while yesterday I got a bit of rain and last night the temps dipped down into the 30s. Crazy, but not at all unusual.

Speaking of Snowmegeddon II, turns out I was wrong about something. I know! I am as shocked as you are, but it’s true. The daffodil blooms next to the driveway actually made it through the spring storm intact and continued to bloom all week long.

Larger Crocuses and Siberian Squills being encroached upon by Lambs Ears (click to embiggen).

Elsewhere in the garden, the ephemerals continue to bloom and fade. As you can see in the photo to the right, the minerature crocuses that I wrote about last week have finished for the season, and their larger cousins are now in full bloom. The tiny blue flowers on the right are Siberian Squills. Within a week these too will be done for the year.

The gray fuzzy plants in the foreground are Lambs Ears. Years ago I read in a gardening magazine (that I no longer subscribe to) that Lambs Ears are a perfect addition to the garden because they are heat and drought tolerant and aren’t aggressive bullies.

Bullshit. While they are indeed heat and drought tolerant, these damn things spread all over the place and eventually start to dominate the areas where they have settled. They are a veritable thug in the garden. While I am mildly tolerant of their behavior, and allow them to colonize out of the way sections of the garden, Mrs. Vintage absolutely loathes these things and will rip them out every chance she gets.

Brunnera macrophylla

As you can see above, the Brunnera (also known as Siberian Bugloss and false forget-me-not) is in full bloom. I mentioned before that I like to use Brunnera in place of Hosta because they are more hardy in my region. Unfortunately, Brunnera does not have nearly as much variety in foliage coloration as Hostas do. There are variegated forms of Brunnera available, but to my eye these varieties tend to look sickly and diseased. So I just stick with the solid green plants. Brunneras also like to reseed around the garden, but unlike the Lamb Ears, I encourage them to spread as far and wide as they would like.

Tulips in the front yard.

Meanwhile, in the front yard, the first of the tulips are now in bloom. Funny thing is, I don’t believe I actually planted these particular tulips. I certainly wouldn’t have placed them at the bottom of the downspout diverter. I guess it’s like Jeff Goldblum’s character said in Jurassic Park: life finds a way.

Horny woodpecker, of the asshole genus.

Every Spring, without fail, brings the little bastard you see in the picture above to my house. I don’t know if it is the same exact woodpecker who uses my chimney cap to call for mates every year, or if I just happen to have the hottest spot in the neighborhood for attracting lady woodpeckers. All I know is that this beaked Lothario has woken Mrs. Vintage and I early every morning this month by hammering away on the metal chimney cap as part of his mating ritual. That’s annoying enough, but this year this rat-bastard decided to liven things up a bit by drilling a hole into the siding near the top of the chimney. Jerk.

Relaxing on my patio after mowing the lawn. For just a little while, all is right with the world.

I mowed the lawn for the first time this year. I’ve got to tell you, there is just something peaceful and rejuvenating about mowing the lawn in Spring. It gives me a sense of accomplishment, and it is a powerful sign that Winter is really and truly over. There have been countless jokes made about men and their love of lawns. My view is that a well maintained lawn is the Western equivalent of a Japanese Zen garden.

Of course, come about July I won’t be so philosophical about mowing. By then mowing will have become a tedious pain in the ass. I came across the following comment on another blog that said “I can hardly wait for the cold and wet to end so I can start complaining about the heat and humidity”. Somewhere out there I have a kindred spirit!

Small flagstone path that leads from the patio to the side of the house.

Finally, the weather on Saturday was so nice that I was able to accomplish a small project I’d been contemplating for awhile. I had several leftover flagstones from when I built the patio years ago that I didn’t know what to do with. Last year Mrs. Vintage and I moved the firewood over to the south side of the house so it would be out of sight. The doggies like to hide out in this area so much, because it is usually cool and shady, that they wore a path through a section of the garden to get there. So I used the remaining stones to make a little walkway from the patio to the firewood. I placed the stones over the path the doggies made. Nothing fancy, but it looks good if I say so myself. Certainly better than the patch of bare dirt that was there before.

So that’s what has been happening in my yard and garden. How about your yarden? Do you have any pictures or stories you would like share? If so, please send your pictures and details to MrVintageMan2@gmail.com.

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The Bent Barley Brewing Company

A new brewery has recently hit the Denver metro area. The Bent Barley is a majority veteran-owned beer tasting room located in the Southlands shopping area in southeast Aurora. Because it is only a tasting room, the Bent Barley only provides snacks such as popcorn. This is not a problem, because there are a ton eating establishments located all over Southlands, and you are encouraged to bring your chow into the brewery.

Because this brewery is so new (it just opened in November of 2018) it definitely has a new brewery smell about it. Everything is so shiny and new that it doesn’t have that comfy “lived in” feel yet. Not to fret though, because their beers are so tasty I foresee The Bent Barley being around for quite a long time.

I sampled their American Wheat (4.9% ABV, 26 IBU) which was, in my opinion, just o.k. It was a little more dry and hoppy than I prefer in a wheat beer. I wouldn’t complain if someone bought it for me, but I wouldn’t go out of my way to buy one. Meh.

Their Amber red ale (6.4%ABV, 35 IBU), on the other hand, was outstanding. Smooth, malty (with just a hint of sweetness) and refreshing, this a brew that if it were distributed I purchase on a regular basis. Very tasty!

As of right now the Bent Barley offers several options in three categories: Easy Drinking, Malty/Dark, and for the masochists, a veritable plethora of IPAs. So, should you be find yourself near the Southeast part of the Denver metro area, I highly recommend stopping in and sampling a brew or two.

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