Handy thing these blogs, put a post on each ride so you can look back a few years later... lets see how this blogs thing works out. Some adventures masquerading as servicing aka working on bikes may also occur between rides.
Alarm rings at 6.45am… Kevin had said that the van needed to be loaded by 7am, so dragged the bag down to the van. I should have worn jandals as the car park was crushed stone. Ouch… Bag passed to Kevin, back to the room to keep sleeping (yep, as usual). 8.30am, alarm rings again and I finally get up, shower and get ready. No continental breakfast this morning, but the quick visit to the General Store last night gave me enough for this morning as well. 4 sticks of French ...
Again, the alarm at 7.30am to drop off my bag to the van. Oh wait, I hadn’t even collected it from the van the previous evening. I was about to roll over and then I remembered I’d parked a couple of bikes in, in the evening because of a lack of space (and that some bikes seem to take up a whole park). Damn, still have to get up, because of the kindness in my heart. It turned out they didn’t need me, having been able to get out and turn the bikes around. Back to bed, ...
Time to leave Moab after a full day there the previous day. Dave was up at some early time, so I ended up waking up. Waiting for Dave to leave, Kevin is also up and about packing the van. I haul myself out of bed, chuck on some clothes and deliver my bag to the van. My bed is calling, so straight back into it, and Kevin thinks it’s a good idea, so heads back to his as well. He even checks for when I have set my alarm, agrees with 8am and we’re back asleep. At 8am, he suggests ...
Just before the mobile was due to ring at 8am I reset it for 8.30am, with Kevin and Dave still asleep. 8.30am and we’re all stirring. They will drive into Arches National Park and several others are riding in. Shortly before 9am I’m walking down the road to High Point Adventures to see if I can book at ATV Tour for 4 hours. Indeed I can for 1pm, so I sign my life away, agree to ignore the instructors (ok, fine, listen to them) and head back to the Inn to chuck some washing ...
Dave is up at some ungodly time like 4.30am. I find out later it was to take pretty pictures of the hills in the dawn light… who cares, my bed was a pretty picture to me. I’d had a restless night, waking constantly, but slept better during the early morning hours. At 6.45am the alarm rings, I’m already awake for the 3rd or 4th time. Kevin is downstairs already, packing the van when I hand him my bag. As is now par for the course, I head back to bed. Kevin also comes ...
Murray knocks on the door, wanting his charged up phone at 6.45am… the alarm only rings at 7am, as the van will be leaving at 7.30am. Kevin the driver is in my room anyway, so I will know what’s going on. Dave is kicking my bed, thinking it’s going to get me out of it, yeah right, I’ll be rising in my own damn time. Kevin has been slowly rising, then disappears out the room. Around 7.15am I throw on some presentable clothes and drop my bag by the van, Kevin has ...
7.30am the alarm rings. I snooze… except I must have turned it off at some point, as Doc rings at 7.45am, handy though, as I need to put my bag in the van. I tell him to come in a couple of minutes, which drags on, so I drop my bag at the van instead. Doc comes by shortly thereafter to collect his gear. I roll over and go back to bed, setting the alarm for 9am. 10am I wake with a start… somewhere along the line I turned the alarm off again… evil brain I tells ya. Missed ...
The alarm wakes me at 6.45am. Urgh, but the group leaves at 7.15am, so my bag needs to be in the van. I hit snooze nonetheless, and it disturbs me again. I hit snooze again, but then think I should probably check if the van is open and sure enough one of the doors is open, so I grab the bag. It’s all ready from last night and head downstairs and everyone is geared up ready to go. Bag in van, I head upstairs, back to bed. The alarm wakes me at 8am. I need to pack, have some breakfast ...