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Summer is finally here, for me, yea! Sometimes without a fixed schedule it's hard to manage time. Never been good at it, my 1st -3rd grade teachers often wrote "needs to use time more wisely" on my report cards. I day dreamed a bunch in elementary school, guess I still do.Memorial day plans were set to ski up in Mt. Neva with Tracy, Steph, Rugi (dog), and Neva (dog). Unfortunately we did not

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Thrown abruptly back into the workplace after a fantastic extra long weekend, thus I lack time to write an update on the Single Speed World Championships in Durango this past weekend. So in the meantime check out Will's post & photos:http://1speedmindset.blogspot.com/

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We drove up Friday to partake in the Laramie Enduro. Camped out and got rained on all night. Thankfully the tent held up considering it was brand new. Having the larger tent this year made for a more pleasant sleeping experience. I failed to seam seal the tent and it leaked a bit, but we stayed dry. The morning was crazy, it always goes by so fast at that event. I get so anxious there I think

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Well now that it seems like I live in the Pacific Northwest going out in the rain is no big deal. I finally got into the Laramie Enduro, but now I am second guessing that decision, as I have felt a bit lazy and unmotivated to get on the mountain bike for some reason, well just this week. Perhaps it was riding 9 days in a row, bad idea. After a week in Houston I was so excited to get back on

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Headed up to the hills to get in a solo mountain ride. Felt good to get outside and spin the legs on dirt after being indoors most of last week. Always good to take a break and always good to be back home.Looking forward to the next outing.

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The week finally arrived for Angela Beloian and I to fly out to Houston to install our "Detritus" show at the Art League of Houston. My first out of state show. I have been super excited about the opportunity and nervous at the same time. We had to ship all our work and I decided to omit a few pieces to save money as the shipping costs added up quickly and the space is a bit smaller than the

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Finally made it out to the desert. We had been planning this trip the past 2 weeks but were denied by various factors. Drove out Friday evening stopped in GJ around midnight, headed out early to hit up Moab. Last time I road in Moab was probably in 2003 when a group of us crazy tripped out Ned Heads ventured out to do White Rim in a day, would like to do that again or Kokopelli. Found some

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We had spontaneous plans to go bike in Fruita and take advantage of the sunny dry weather. Right before leaving Will noticed liquid leaking out from his disc brakes. No way to fix that problem and leave by a decent time so we bagged it. Our misfortune was a blessing, had we left yesterday we would have spent last night at the Idaho Springs Red Cross Emergency Shelter situated in a local

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Feel like I have been in a time machine since we got back from Mexico. Which by the way was fantastic! Warm humid air, long left point break, and loads of fresh lobster. Surfed everyday by lats were good and sore. I think I will need to spend my old age days on the water. Surfing so simple all you need is a board and some lycra to cover you privates and a wave and off you go. Saw a whale and a

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Change is happening on our lands and it feels good, so I guess we won't need to be rushing to Nicaragua to escape McCain and that lady pit bull, to build a life down in the tropics, although who knows, the ocean and surf sounds so good. soon very soon it will be. Last week might have been my last high alpine MTB ride.The hikes have been good. The fishing needs to become more, perhaps a

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Okay it's been awhile since I last posted and a lot has happened. The stock market has gone through major fluctuations since the bail out plan was announced. Palin continues to be a national disgrace. She is much better off playing the role of the Pit Bull Hockey mom, especially since it looks like she likes her lipstick. I think someone should seal those lips together. McCain looks like he is

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The weekend was productive. Got a long trail run in and a long road bike ride up to Brainard Lake and back down around the flats. I would have ridden the mtb, but feeling a bit overwhelmed with art that needs to get done and also wanting to go away next weekend prevented me from heading up to the hills for some real biking, PLUS Will's bike was in the shop, well it still is. We had plans to head

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The Flying Marmot: commuting home

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Work is getting hectic at least my Boulder school is. Too many negative vibes from that place sending me into a downward spiral. I really appreciate my Ned school and the kids there. However, today I wished for a different job or not to have one at all. It is frustrating dealing with people who live in the rumor mill. I feel like I am dealing with the same type of mentality as the folks who

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just to quote a bumper sticker. Feeling like an true single speed outlaw up in the land near the kill kare inn. A beautiful early fall day. We headed out and not too far into the ride ran into Jen and Josh. I had not seen Jen since the Backcountry Magazine ski test out in Powder Mountain, which was more like coral reef mountain. Unfortunately we hit that resort at their absolute worst

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Managed to get a ride in after work and before the BMOCA cocktail reception, for those of us artists donating a piece of work to their annual auction. Unfortunately we do not get a percentage of sales, which kind of irks me a bit. As an artist I do not make much money so it is nice when the organization you donate to at least gives you 20% back to cover your cost of making the work. Whatever, I

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The ss trio headed up to my old home town of Nederland for some riding this weekend. I have still not adjusted to work and getting up earlier than my body wants to, I guess it's only been a few weeks. Just can't seem to get to bed early to wake early, too much to do. We got a super late start on Saturday and road up some trails covered with elk poop and down to a town called Marysville. Sunday

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Thanks to the Eldora Escape race a couple weekends ago, I was able to ride through private land legally and head down Marysville (cleaned it this time after my bad crash). Headed up roots to do a few mini supercircle dizzy laps and on up to Tennessee. Hit Setting Sun as the sun was setting, how appropriate. Decided to head down Marysville which can either be stellar or quite painful. Then on

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Hard to believe another birthday past. Fun was had. Will and I took the bikes to Crested Butte for a rather short (now that I am back to work) vacation. We left Friday night after work, stopped to water the garden, which has provided us with a bounties of migit tomatoes (oh so yummy). Cannot wait to pick the purple potatoes and eat the broccoli.Saturday, the 23rd, the big birthday! We woke to

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Back to school, back to the grind. Summer is officially over for us teachers and it has been a brutal awakening akin to the giant terd found in Switzerland. Managed to get a nice morning mountain ride in, majority of wild flowers still in full bloom, the air crisp, and the solitary bike ride refreshing. Nice to get on the full suspension geared set up, felt so easy after riding the single speed

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It's been a couple years since I last blogged. My trip to Peru was my main inspiration for starting a blog. Now it's procrastination that has pushed me back to blogging. I should be in the studio, I should be riding my bike, but instead I'm in front of the lap top typing.William and I just returned home from a fantastic trip to Salida for some more mt. bike summer riding adventures. No photos

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Needed to go back to Urumbamba to pick up some ceramic pieces from Henry Morales and say final goodbyes. Henry hopes to make it to the USA to sell his work and teach.

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Made it back to Cusco last night from the tourist mecca of the world Machu Picchu. Cusco was once the foremost city of the Inca Empire and now is known as the archaeological capital of the Americas as well as the continent's oldest continuously inhabited city. Massive Inca built walls line the city's central streets and form the foundations of both colonial and modern buildings. The Incas

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I had another day here in Aguas Calientes and Machu Picchu. To avoid feeling like cow lost in the herd I decided to wake up early and start hiking from Aguas Calientes to Machu Picchu at 4:00 am instead of taking the bus. The bus ride from Aguas Calientes to Machu Picchu takes about 20 minutes meandering through numberous switchbacks. The hike in the morning was spectacular, I wasn't alone

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Left Cusco early this morning on a bus to Ollanytambo and then a 2 hour train ride to Aguas Callientes, a town nestled in the deep valley below Machu Picchu, enclosed by towering walls of stone and cloud forest. There is a train that runs from Cusco to Aguas Callientes but it was booked months in advanced. I had read that approximately 1,500 to 2,000 tourists visit Machu Picchu daily, so I was a

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In the Andes, 1st August represents the Andean New Year. During the month of August, many Peruvian families make “pagos” or payments to Pachamama, or Mother Earth. These pagos are done in the family home and a Shaman, Paco or Brujo (witch) is invited to assist with the ceremony. The Pagos are usually done by the parents and adult members of the family. For the pago, coca leaves, sweets, incense,

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I felt a bit melancholy leaving Mucmoca, partly because I knew I would probably never see these people again. We packed up early and headed down the valley back to the school to pick up the disposable cameras and drawing the students created to do the exchange with my school. The students were very excited when I arrived and asked when they would get their developed photos. I spent some time

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Today I tried to weave using the back strap loom. Quite challenging. I have developed a new appreciation for this art form.Remigion and his mother Bascillia use a backstrap loom, a series of shaped sticks and ties on which a continuous warp and string heddles are used to produce a cloth with four finished edges. Weavers in this area attach the loom to a belt they wear, and tie the other end

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They were always together, the duck pair. Along the stream, strolling, picking through the rubbage to find a tasty morsel. Totally content, fat and happy, this inseparable acquainted couple. My last day in Mucmoca Valley seemed to take years to arrive, but suddenly it was here. Remigio's sister invited me to have duck with them for my last supper. I thanked her and then glanced at the 2 ducks.

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The dog lying on its side, it looked like fresh mt. lion kill, but as I got closer it appeared as if she was breathing. She was. I carried her over my shoulder crying, this was not Nikita it was a black dog dying on my shoulder as I carried her back up the mountain to the house where the sunshines daily. As I walked another dog appeared it, a young shepard. I placed the black dog on the ground

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Last night I tossed and turned my body tempture fluctuated from being extremely cold to sweating. By morning I felt like I was given a new body, although my stomach was not ready to take in the alpaca soup with various floating organs. My foot had swollen and it was difficult to get my hiking boot back on.Guinea pigs were running around the house along with the chickens, cats and dogs. The view

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Hiked back down Mucmoca Valley to catch a bus, actually a truck, to find some "tejidos" (textile weaving) at the local Sunday market at the end of the lower valley. The terrifying ride up many switchbacks and along and near cliff edges took about one hour. There were about 50 people crammed in the back of the truck who were picked along the route through the valley and were all headed to the

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Every morning I wake to view La Brayani mountain rising up from the Mucmoca Valley at 5600 meters or 18,372 feet. 20 years ago Brayani Mountain was covered with snow and glacial ice, but today only thin ribbons of snow remain. After a weaving session I hiked up with Remigio and his uncle to gather firewood. We walked across the soft, soggy, green land to reach the saddle which provided views

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When Remigio and his mother Bascillia are ready to weave, they use a backstrap loom, a series of shaped sticks and ties on which a continuous warp and string heddles are used to produce a cloth with four finished edges. Weavers in the Cusco area attach the loom to a belt they wear, and tie the other end to an immovable object. They also use a four-staked loom. Backstrap weaving using a variety of

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Cold morning here in Mucmoca, which means "blooming flower" in the Quechua language. Once the sun appears over the mountains I move outside to receive its rays of warmth. Sitting outside sipping more mate de coca and watching these crazy quacking ducks that most likely will be consumed in the next few months. I am constantly amazed at the similarities I find between the Peruvians living up in

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After visiting the school Remigio (the weaver) and I hiked up to his mother's house where I would be spending the next week learning about traditional weaving techniques. We started hiking up the tight valley from about 12,400 feet, where the school is located. I started off feeling great, not much pain in the foot and lungs were feeling like they could get plenty of O2. As we approached

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A full day of travel to get to the trailhead which leads to the weaver family in Mucmoca. At the base of the trailhead is a school where I spent a few hours visiting. The closest town to the school is Pitumarca, not many cars found here, so it took me awhile to arrange a ride from Pitumarca to the school. The kids here walk or ride their bikes to school. Some kids have a 2 hour walk back home

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Took a moto taxi down the valley from Urubamba to hike up to the salt pans of Salinas. About an hour hike uphill, wishing I had my mountain bike to avoid walking on my broken foot and for downhill entertainment. The salt pans here have been used for salt extraction since the Inca times. A hot spring from the top of the valley releases a small stream of heavily salt-laden water, which is

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My last night in Urumbamba involved eating the fine Peruvian delicacy of "Cuy" aka Guinea Pig. Cuy was once eaten by Inca royalty. Today it is eaten for important occassions in the Andes and Shamans are known to inspect the entrails in efforts to diagnose disease in humans. Prior to dinner I went for a glass of Urumbamba's homebrew or "chicha" which is a mild corn beer dating back to

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Staying in Cusco for a couple of days before heading out to do a ceramics workshop. Hiked up to Sacsayhuaman from Cusco with Edwin, his kids, and the family dog Whiskey. The name Sacsayhuaman is Quechua which means 'satisfied falcon.' Quechua is the indigenous language of the highlands. The site is an immense Inca ruin that has religious and military significance. Only 20% of the original

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Took a public bus from Cusco @ 11,000' to Urumbamba @ 9,500' where I am studying with Henry Morales Baca, a local ceramic artist. Spent the morning working on the wheel, which was a bit challenging. The afternoon I spent paging through Henry's books on Inca iconography. Henry comes from a long lineage of ceramicist, and still uses traditional techniques. He travels to the Urumbamba river

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I received a grant from the Fund for Teachers to travel to Peru to study the Andean textiles and ceramics. I created my own intinerary and spend part of my summer living in the Andes with local families learning about their culture. It was an amazing experience which I will be sharing with my students upon my return to the United States. Fund for Teachers is a foundation whose mission is to

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Nikita disappeared Sunday evening on Sunshine Canyon. 30 minutes had passed before I heard her bark a few times (nothing out of the ordinary) until I went out to feed her some leftover dinner scraps. She was nowhere within calling distance, one hour went by, 2, the sun came up and still no sign of the "naughty" Nikita. My guess is that a mountian lion nabbed her and she became part of the food

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I broke my foot on june 15 delaying my trip to South America. How did Jessica break her foot:a.) climbing a tree to save her neighbors cat and fell.b.) learning to skateboard in the boulder skate park.c.) getting out of bed to answer the phone.d.) descending catus ridge on her mountain bike.

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Bit in the quad while riding, by a mean vicious dog at the finish of the red shack ride into 4 mile canyon. The dog owner has the same disposition as his furry companion.

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