December 12, 2022
Early solstice
It’s the shortest day of the year, for us at least. Today, with sunrise at 7:42 and sunset at 4:25 we’re down to under 9 hours of daylight. Not that there’s been so much daylight to be seen in our twelve days here in Portland, when nearly every day has brought gray skies, scattered rain, and even a trace of snow once. Coming from southern France it’s been a shock to the system, one we haven’t really adjusted to.
We haven’t posted much about this stay, mostly because there’s not been much to post about. We’re finally just recovering from the illness that began back in Vence when I got so chilled on that descent from Col de Vence and that I eventually passed on to Rachael. Rain, cold and ill health means that there’s mostly been a lot of this in the last ten days:
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There’s a been pretty limited social dimension to our stay here too: a couple of visits with my sister, dinner with her and her son Vance and daughter-in-law Laurie, and a 2/3 HAC gathering last week with the Grumbys:
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So, little to report so far. Not even a coffee date with Bruce this time, since he rather thoughtlessly spirited Andrea off to Thailand for two months.
Change is coming though. This is the shortest day of the year for us because in the morning we’re heading south. In three days we’ll be in Paso Robles, which at the moment is seeing an hour and a half more daylight than Portland. We’re definitely ready.
Before we go though we’re both getting out for a bit of last minute exercise before cooping ourselves up in the Raven for the next three days. Rachael’s off on a long hike up into Washington Park, and I took Roddy down for a short spin along the waterfront - the first time I’ve been on the bike for over two weeks.
And, it’s the first time I’ve been on the Rodriguez for over nine months. That’s long enough that I’ve almost forgotten how to ride him. That 700cc front wheel looks huge after staring at the 20” wheels of the Bike Friday for most of the year, and the handling feels strange for the first few miles. And the bike’s taller! After leaving our apartment I stopped by Elizabeth’s to pick up her key to the Raven before leaving town so we’ll have a backup in case we lose one. After our brief chat on the sidewalk I started to get back on the bike and promptly fell down on my back when my leg didn’t clear the cross-bar. So that was embarrassing. If I’d been quicker-witted I’d have handed the camera to Elizabeth to take a photo.
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