As I rode my bike south through Founders Village and into Castlewood Estates under the massive set of twin power lines, the climb gently got steeper, then at the pinnacle of the steepness I glanced to the right. What was that, no, it couldn’t be, did the town put that there, if not who did? Right there in the rock outcroppings and scrub oak bushes there was a Disk Golf basket/target! I finished my climb at the crest so I stopped and resurveyed the landscape and found more targets. No it couldn’t be, not that I play disk golf or anything but why hasn’t this been publicized I thought as I investigated more. Sure enough, I found a sign and a map at the top of the hill telling of the Matney Disk Golf Course across Matney Circle on Lantern Circle which is owned and operated by the town of Castle Rock. Check it out sometime, but you will not be walking lush fairways, you will be hiking in outcroppings and Scrub Oak.

Disk Golf is a free alternative activity you should consider sometime.

 

 

           

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I know, I know, but I was told this by my Kindergartner tonight while lying down with him.

2 weeks of elementary school for my son, two bike crashes for yours truly enroute to school. Not high speed skids and roadrash epic crashes you see, but those slow humiliating, I see those coming thuds; worst thing is my first one was right in front of the 1^st grade teacher lady. AKA the humiliating, you didn’t really see that did you, kind of crash.

At least I am teaching the kids the value of a bike helmet, which I’ve been struggling with lately with my 5 YO. Ya, that’s it!

I was getting off my bike because of the young, growing crowd, you know being responsible and trying to show proper etiquette but I had my Bob attached and my foot got caught on my rear pack making me fall when she came over and tried to pick me up from under the arms causing her to strain in her attempt. I got up myself and thanked her. Parked my bike and commenced in our morning ritual of finding a place to park his bike, stow his helmet in the Bob and then locking his bike; I deposit him in line to get his name badge teacher cheat with little Miss Brooke, then I can punch-out for 5 hours and leave for a Dad Ride ending at the KS mini Starbucks a mile away.

Then there was this morning, we hung at the playground for 5 minutes longer than we should have before riding the rest of the way to Rock Ridge, mistake! Foot traffic of moms and kids were everywhere and within 50 feet of the bike park zone I made a wide birth through the grass to catch up with my son around the last group of three foot passengers. I tried to merge back onto the sidewalk over a three inch sidewalk curb edge from some dirt when my front tire hit the edge and just skidded left sending me into a slow roll to the right where I could either try and take on a 4 foot brick wall fence, or try and melt the best I could before I impacted the wall; I opted for the later. Let me explain before I get too far along, I run semi bald mountain bike tires I inherited from my wife when she decided for real mtn. bike slicks for Ride the Rockiestwo years ago and they had no gripchion to climb the small step and just skidded forward sending me down.

Anyway, as I lie there in a hump with my Bob folded around me, this mom comes running up saying “this makes my epic morning” and tried to pick me up under the arms like the teacher did, baby like. As she grunted and groaned she asked me if I could walk, I said yes I can walk I’m not even bleeding but my ego is another matter. I thanked her untangled my mechanical mess and walked to carry our morning drop off ritual out.
That must have been a good looking crash and burn I just performed, Miss Brooke’s mom asked our mom tonight at pickup if I was OK because she saw the whole thing but didn’t want to rush over me like the rest, giving me some needed space.

We “knuckled” our have a good day departing ritual, and I set out for the biggest bike hill I could find to punish me. This hill I have been a little scared to ride up, but not today.

That hill was nothing and will be on my “daily” till the snow flies. I got home did another 15,000 aerobic steps to give me 21,000 aerobics for the day and was happy and tired; my bike does not count steps so that bike spin is added aerobic value.
I had lunch and caught a 30 minute power nap before my dishes duty in the kitchen. Got the kitchen back in order and had time to post yesterdays 365 photo before heading to Denver for a fitness program meeting that we are designing, all without training wheels!

Today’s 365 made me feel better and it was so worth the humiliation!