Training Log Archive: CleverSky

Just wanted to get the track from this to try something out. Very little lift available. I've sometimes said that Rhett "towed me halfway to the Quabbin", and it looks like today he actually did!

More or less a tour of the perimeter of the airfield, plus a meandering trail through the woods on the river side, after I flew while waiting for Nancy to get back. The timing on that worked out great.

I was most of the way through this, up at the NE end of the runway, when one of the other pilots (a particular doofus) drove up there in a pickup truck and asked if I wanted a ride back. I said I was getting some exercise, and this was met with a totally baffled stare. He continued to follow me in the truck for a bit. I think he was looking at the speedometer to see how fast I was going.

Well, how about that, I found a (barely) shorter loop to New Hampshire. But it was only half good. Northward was quite nice, but Rte. 13 really has no shoulder, and a fair number of cars were not giving me any room (primarily an issue on the part north of town where it's a straightaway). One long hill, one steep hill. Quite a nice afternoon for a bike ride.

Little bit: ripped the rest of the sheathing off of the little shed, removed the windows, and managed to knock it over.

I put 10 furniture items at the end of the driveway today with a big FREE sign, and last I looked, three of them were gone. We'll see how they do on Saturday morning, I think that's prime time for this sort of thing, when people cruise around trying to hit yard sales early when there's furniture available.

I'd been thinking of doing this loop for a while, and then the planned bike ride got derailed by a late afternoon thunderstorm. I didn't feel like riding on the wet roads or running in the wetter woods, so I did this instead. The storm had brougt the temps down, but not the humidiity; it was 70 F with a dewpoint of 68 F when I finished, so not all that pleasant. This is a long way on asphalt for me, and it was starting to hurt a bit near the end. It might hurt more tomorrow.

WIth Nancy around some miscellaneous piece of conservation land and then back around on some regular roads.

The second-shortest loop that goes to New Hampshire, only barely longer than yesterday, but much more satisfying in terms of the qualities of the road after the big climb.

One startling moment when a fairly large bird that was sitting on the side of the road decided it need to take flight just as I was approaching. Its flight path was directly down the road, at about head height, and it was moving only slightly faster than I was, making me think I might hit it. Fortunately, it veered off into a yard on the other side of the road.

Little bit: pulling a bunch of the boards off the sides of the small shed.

A northward loop on the Incubus, pretty much the shortest loop that involves going to another state. I'm glad things have improved so that I didn't need to do a quarantine upon entering New Hampshire and another one upon leaving. Definitely hot out, even when I was going fast enough to be generating a good breeze, but any other exercise would have been worse. The road connecting across just north of the border was no bargain, especially with skinny tires. After all the effort climbing Barker Hill Rd., instead of getting to nice relaxing coast, I was riiding the brakes on a rough dirt road to lose all that altitude. But why would I expect anything good from something called Morse Road. Maybe next time I'll see if things are better on the next one north: Jackson Road. :-)

I wore both FR10 watches, looks like they agree almost exactly, and maybe the new one has slightly better battery life. I don't (yet) have that one uploading to Attackpoint, unless Attackpoint saw the two tracks and decided that one must be a duplicate.

Little bit: dragged most of the contents out of the small shed. No idea what purpose it served. It does appear to be somewhat sturdier than the large shed was, but I don't expect any trouble in ripping it apart.

A double indication that things are closer to normal: I was able to bring my reusable shopping bags into the supermarket (the staff were not allowed to touch them so I had to bag things myself, which is no problem, I'd used to always use the self-checkout, but that has become 14 items max (don't know how that slows the spead of virus)), and although I hurried to get there in time to be done before the 9 PM closing, I noticed that they're back to closing at 10 PM, which is good for me, as I prefer to shop late. But an indication that things are still unusual was the email that arrived today saying that work-from-home will be continuing for me through the end of the calendar year. Which is also fine.

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A stroll around Timberlee Park, with Nancy, In The Dim. We had lights with us, but never needed to turn them on to see where we were going, just a few times in the latter part when cars were coming to make ourselves visible.

I picked up another Garmin FR10 on ebay for $20 including shipping. Meanwhile, I was trying to drive the battery on my original one into the ground in hopes that it would come back to life. And it did... but... it looks like the real issue was a matter of cabling. The original cable that came with my first watch had gotten flaky and finally became too unreliable to use, so I bought a replacement. The replacement cable was excellent because it was a cradle with a micro-USB socket. That meant that if the cable failed, I could just replace that part, unlike the original with a built-in cable. But when the old watch came back to life, I had it connected to the cable that came with the new watch. And neither of the older cables works with either watch. So it looks like what actually stopped working wasn't my old watch, it was the replacement cradle (I had already tried putting several different cables on it). But now I have a spare watch (and both of these watches can upload without the Garmin site being up). I'll see if I can do anything about the replacement cradle, or if not, buy another one.