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13/04/2022

01/10/2021

In due time,
I will ride
Into the mountains
to the east. Soon.
Wishful thinking.
But i will.

16/02/2021

Got some time off for a weekend trip to the mountains. I Have not been riding longer distances for a while and so i have been compensating by spending some time on a trainer and Just keeping my leg muscles warmed up.
A bikecamping weekend trip to Olympus Eco Park coming up...excited much!

03/10/2020

Ang Bayabas.

There are roads, and there are farm roads. With the way money is pouring in to the countryside, in 5 years there wont be any trails left where we can ride our mountain bikes. Funny it is because mountain bikers would rather prefer that trails remain as they are, uncemented, potholed, narrow gravel lined roads. In them trails, we have trees that are our " stops" where we gather and wait for the others to catch up. Those at the head of the pack get to pick the fresh fruits of these trees. This is a guava tree in the middle of thw rice fields, probably grew from aseed from a bird's droppings. It has been very productive and fruitful, continuously bearing fruits throughout the years, taking its nourishment from the nearby rice paddies

06/09/2020

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29/08/2020

Seasons.
Seasons come, and come again.
Seasons change, and change again.
Friends of the same feather,
Remain friends even when seasons change.
Be it winter, or summer
As long as our wheels keep turning,
We will follow the same trails
Over and over again.

23/08/2020

Potholes!

No matter how good the road is
Sooner potholes will appear
As usually is in our own lives,
Our journeys are a series of laps
In imperfect roads.
We can go around these potholes
Or we can just go straight over them,
To get to our goals we set to do,
Or we may take roads that lead away.
We can run away from responsibities
But ultimately the roads will converge
And bring us back to the juncrion where
We chose to escape from reality.

16/08/2020

Build bridges, not walls.
Bridges are meant to be crossed
To make our passages easier
Over abysses and gaps in our lives..

We ourselves can be bridges too
And help make this world
A little bit less hateful.
A bit more peaceful.

09/08/2020

My sunday kind of ride.
Again atop Mt. Tupira.

During the day, water ev***rates, turns to water v***r and rises into the air. As more and more water v***r accumulates, it will reach a point where the air becomes saturated, condensation then starts and clouds begin forming. During the night, when the temperature goes down, the saturation point is easier reached and clouds become easier formed. This explains why we see seas of clouds in the early morrning. When it forms below 50 feet from the ground, it is called fog, above that they are called clouds.

So wake up early and come see a sea of clouds near you. Now showing at the Caniao station. Admission is free. Bonus treat is you can bring down as much as fresh air as your lung can hold.

08/08/2020

The yellow lane.

This photo wass taken at the road going up to the radar station in bantay ilocos sur. The old folks call it "Dualan". Dualan refers to the word Dual, and if you are familiar with the Jeeps post world war 2, this refer to the other smaller 2 stickshifts activating the 4x4 drivetrain of the willys jeeps of yesteryears. At this point, those going up would stop and engage the front differential (4x4) because from here the real climbing starts.

The new bikers call it the yellow lane, because from this point upwards, the middle lane markings are marked yellow, prohibiting overtaking because of the steep gradient and zigzagging roads going up.

This is the halfway point, the 7th of 14 stations of the cross which our group laid out 4 years ago. We used to go to 7 churches for our yearly bisikleta iglesia on holy weeks, but with the swarm of tourists visiting on holy week, we abandoned the highways and laid out our own 14 stations up to the top of the mountain.

With the concrete road done, many have been hiking, biking and going to the radar station. With it came the trash being littered along the roadside.
We have placed a wastebin for rexyclable plastic bottles here at the midpoint where we hope responsible hikers and bikers would discard their empty bottles.

02/08/2020

A lazy sunday morning,
even the sun didnt wake up and refused to shine. Nevertheless a perfect time to ride
Cool weather and no added tan lines today
No sxheduled group rides for now
So i wwnt up riding into the radar station,
Midway i relaize i didnot bring a bottle of water
But an apple i managed to grab from the table

An apple a day
Keeps the doctor away
Kasi day off siya hehehheh.

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