Been keeping the nice camera at home and getting crappy results w/the phone cam. Tiny sensor is crap in low light, but here's some nice grainy, blurry visions. Shorter days - sun doesn't crest the horizon until 3/4ths way through the ride. Soon, lights for the entire ride...
Been a long time since I cranked out a painting (that I like). Personal work is most fulfilling, even though this eventually ran in a mag - it was first just thunk up and done. Commissioned work often becomes a dilution of what it could be.
Got an early start, then too busy taking pics so decided to go back, make breakfast for everyone, then head out again. Beautiful day then the requisite afternoon summer storms popped up but I made it back dry and not electrocuted.
Awoke to the bloody Sangres and headed out for a whoopin'. 8500ft elevation taxed me more than I figured, but still got a good long 45mi in (that felt like 80). Some long grinders here - you can see the road where you're headed across the valley only to find it's about 10 miles away. Little demoralizing, but I just kept staring at the mountains to distract me. Such a magnificent place, the Wet Mountain Valley.