Sunday, May 14, 2017

All In A Day's Work

What a beautiful morning! I'm sitting out on the deck with the sun partially shining through our pergola. The air is full of birds singing and Coldplay, Parachutes, is on low so as not to drown them out.  Tammy and I have been in overdrive for the past several days checking off things on our to-do list both inside and outside. Our gardens and assorted flower beds are mostly planted so I'm giving myself permission to put my feet up and soak it in. I need to do this more often. Tammy is inside with the Sunday paper, a cup of coffee and a pen working on the sudoku puzzle. And it's Mother's Day. Rachel will be coming by in a couple of hours. We have plans to go out for sushi before visiting Tammy's mother in her nursing home in Farmington. I have a 3:04 tee time to golf with Bob later this afternoon so it's going to be another full day.

I made it out on Tuesday for a longish ride up to Rogers and back. It's been at least a couple of years since I've done this route and with all of the construction along the way it may be awhile before I attempt it again. Still, it was nice to be on some roads I hadn't been on for too long.

We're getting together with Keith, Karen and Joe on Wednesday to finalize plans for our kitchen remodel that we hope to tackle in late July if we can get all of the pieces to fall into place. More on that in later post.

I was back with the crew of guys doing trail work at the new mountain bike trail in Lakeville near Lake Marion yesterday morning. We were doing "rock armoring" of some sections that will likely be prone to remaining wet days after the rains have stopped. I'm happy to finally be able to give back in this small way to this sport that I've fallen in love with over the past 5 years. The one concern I have with doing trail work is the exposure to tics and the Lyme Disease they carry. I prefer to not contract it. The woods we're working in are loaded with tics. I'm careful to wear long pants and spray my shoes and legs with a spray containing nearly 100% DEET.

The new trail will be unlike any of the other trails I ride, with an entirely different flow. What it lacks in length it makes up for in berms and ramps/jumps. The trail isn't quite yet complete but should be open to the public in a month. It's nice to have another option to ride and I've already got plans to make it a regular part of my routine.

I had a mishap out at Murphy late yesterday afternoon. I had just ridden the new trails we were working on earlier in the day and felt good so I rode out to Murphy to do a lap there. About 10 minutes into the trail I let my right bar end get too close to a tree as I was negotiation a rock obstacle in the middle of the trail. Before I knew what was happening I'd done a face-plant into the dirt. I laid there for a few seconds to take a quick inventory of my body beginning with my teeth -- all there -- whew! The crash detection on my Garmin 820 went off and sent a text to Tammy to tell her I'd experienced some sort of sudden stop. I couldn't stop the alert from going out in time so I followed it up with a text to tell her "I'm okay". She received on her end along with the text, a map of my location. It's a nice feature but I'm still not sure how I feel about it. But it didn't matter because she's still figuring out her Google Pixel phone and didn't realized I'd crashed until I told her after I hurriedly gotten into the shower and cleaned up before seeing and telling her.

Post crash me

I tried to complete the loop but my left knee was begging me to quit so I bailed out early and limped home.

All in a day's work!

Sunday, April 30, 2017

Lotsa Smiles and the Miesville FiftySix Gravel Road Ride

I put out one of our hummingbird feeders a few days ago in anticipation of the little flyers' return. I'm maybe a little early but not by much. It's my understanding that hummingbirds return to the same place each year so I want to be sure to not do anything to cause them to set up home elsewhere.

For any former controllers visiting here not connected on Facebook you'll be interested to know that 3 controllers from Minneapolis Center retired this past week: Brian Vance, Kris Henderson and Scott Goerdt. Brian and Kris's retirements were expected but Scott's, not so much. He told me he woke up a couple of Mondays ago and decided then and there that he was done (I'm somewhat paraphrasing). There were lots of smiles on their faces at Celts Pub in Farmington Wednesday afternoon as a group of us gathered to congratulate them and tip back a beer or two.

There's a new mountain bike trail coming to Lakeville between 35W and Lake Marion. I showed up Saturday morning with about 15 other guys to help move some dirt around. The vast majority of the work is being done by a professional crew that builds these sort of trails. The city of Lakeville is providing the majority of the monies for the project but fund raising has also brought in a good amount. They're anticipating a fall opening for the planned 5 miles of trail but from talking with the guys on Saturday they expect it to be open this summer. I was so impressed by what I saw out there that I brought Tammy back to show her. I plan to be a regular volunteer there as my way of giving back to the sport.

Speaking of biking -- the annual Miesville FiftySix gravel road ride went off without a hitch this morning in the face of a very wet forecast. It was windy and overcast but for the most part the rain left us alone. I used today's ride as a warmup for the Lutsen 99er race (although I'm doing the 69er route) near the end of June. I've been getting in some decent rides but I needed something to push me on my fat-bike, and this was the ride for that. Today's ride wasn't a race but I'd say a good percentage of the field were giving it their all, including me. I had my bike set up with my 4" Dillinger tires, the same ones I'll be using in Lutsen. Using my slimmer 3" tires would've made the ride easier but I didn't want that. As I sit here at my laptop my quads have an achy feeling that tells me they've been pushed in a way that only a hard workout can cause. I like that. (Photo to the right courtesy of Dennis Kilbride.)

Here's some video from today's ride.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Peaceful Protest and Tammy's 23andMe Results

My 4 month old MacBook Pro faltered on me a week ago. I noticed it was taking an unusually long time to boot-up and also the Touch ID was no longer working. I worked with Apple support and they determined it was likely a hardware issue. I brought it into the Apple Store at Mall of America on Friday and got it back Tuesday afternoon. That was quick I thought. They replaced the motherboard and it's functioning fine now but for whatever reason they reformatted the SSD (Solid State Drive). I spent most of yesterday getting it back up to speed. I still have a ways to go.

We've been with Verizon since before the advent of flip-phones but our relationship with them has come to an end. We've switched cellphone providers and are now with Google's Project Fi. I'm especially liking my Pixel XL phone and its ability to stay connected to wifi -- a problem that continued to plague my LG G4 for the nearly 18 months I had it. Rachel is traveling in South Dakota this week so I'll be interested to see how the phone performed in the more remote places along her way. I think I'll continue to use my LG phone as a camera on my rides.

Tammy and I attended the Tax March last Saturday at the state capitol in St. Paul to draw attention to the need for Trump* to show the world his tax returns. Transparency for this sort of thing has never been more important considering the potential for conflicts of interest Trump* has. It was a nice crowd of people (see the video below) and a peaceful protest. I read in the paper that they estimated the crowd size at around 500 but I would've guessed there were considerably more people than that.

I did my first long ride of the year on Monday. I left the house intent on doing somewhere between 40 to 50 miles but didn't arrive home until 98 miles (158 km) later. I needed that. I've got my sights set on the Lutsen 69er race in late June and I was in need of a longish ride.

I enjoy riding outdoors but there's no better way for me to maximize my time in the saddle than when I'm on my CompuTrainer and using Zwift, an interactive program that pushes me like no other. I rode in Zwift's "workout" mode today and felt good about my effort. Workout mode is a structured workout where I plug in my FTP number (Functional Threshold Power -- a measure of how strong I am on the bike based on the amount of watts I can maintain over a set period of time). My FTP number is used to assign blocks of time at specific watts over the course of the workout. The image to the right shows just some of the data collected during my workout. The red line across the top is my heart rate and the colored segments beneath my heart rate are the watts I was producing for the two hours and ten minutes I was riding. I love that I'm able to incorporate the geek in me along with my workouts.

Tammy received her 23andMe results a few days ago. I sent my DNA sample in a week ahead of her but their website says my results are still pending. She found out that she's 99.8% Western European with the breakdown being:

58.1% Scandinavian
19.2% British and Irish
0.3% Finnish
22.2% Broadly Northwestern European

The results also show that she has a 25% chance of acquiring late onset Alzheimer's disease, just as her mother is now experiencing.

Tuesday, April 4, 2017


“God of mercy and compassion, you never neglect your children in need. So bless us with your healing presence that we might remain by your side on this road of sorrows. In Jesus’ holy name, Amen.”

I was in church last Sunday morning and the above prayer was recited in unison. My mind immediately leapt from where I was standing next to Tammy to the photos I'd seen earlier in the week of starving people in South Sudan -- horrific images, many of them children. It made no sense at all that we were saying this prayer with full knowledge of the suffering being endured by some. (And now the Trump* administration is intent on slashing funding to these desperate people so we can grow our already obscenely large military even larger. Trump* supporters -- is this what you voted for?)

I can't tell you anything about the rest of Sunday morning's service because I never got beyond the line about God never neglecting his children in need. As we walked out to our car I considered asking Tammy what she thought of it but I didn't. Her faith lately has been teetering on the brink and I didn't want to say anything to push her over the edge. I still have my faith in a higher power but I'm no longer certain that it's at all related to what is described in the Bible. I don't like thinking this way because life was simpler before I began questioning and doubting but it's where I am and I can't pretend otherwise.

I know the world doesn't revolve around the U.S. but there's no denying that we have a disproportionate amount of influence on the rest of the world, or at least we seem to from my view. Christians now have their man in the most influential position in this world of ours as evidenced by the fact that evangelicals loudly and proudly supported Trump* by a margin of 4 to 1. How can any thinking person who has been paying attention to what's been happening, and seeing who's been supporting this clown not also begin to question the faith they've been practicing -- a faith that is dependent on man to deliver the message in an honest way without bias. I no longer believe that that's what we have or have ever had.

Tammy and I have both sent off our DNA samples to 23andMe to have them analyzed. We also filled out the online questionnaire that takes about 90 minutes to complete. The questionnaire delves into personal traits as well as personal health condition and maladies, I suppose to see if there are risk factors that can be identified.

In my last blog entry I posted a video of a ride I'd done earlier in the week. One of the clips in the video (isolated below) was of a large flatbed truck that brushed me back on County Rd 5 in Burnsville. A friend saw the video and encouraged me to file a police report on the driver. I was going to chalk it up to the driver being a dick for whatever reason and not invest any amount of time thinking about it but Steve was right -- I needed to report the incident. What if the driver routinely does this sort of thing with his rig when he sees cyclists he doesn't approve of? There was less than 6 inches of space between his rig and my left hand on the top of my brake hood. That's one skilled driver to know the limits of his truck, and if he's not that skilled then he could've just as easily taken me out.

I understand that most will see the video and wonder why I'm out there when I could more safely be on the sidewalk to the right. I get that. Until you're out there riding the sort of distances I ride I don't expect you to understand. Sidewalks and bike paths are all good if you're out for a leisurely ride where maneuvering around vehicles straddling the path are nothing more than a little nuisance. I ride with an incredibly bright blinking LED light on the rear of my bike that can be seen from more than 3 miles away and I have a similar light facing the front. In the video below you'll see that the truck driver had full use of the left lane but chose to send me a message instead. He's now going to get a return response from me.

I received this follow-up reply from Burnsville police.

"Thanks. I tried several possible phone numbers for the vehicle's registered owner without success, so I mailed him a letter. The body of the letter is as follows:

I just received a call from a concerned citizen about an incident on Monday, March 27 at about 3:00 p.m. The caller was riding a bicycle on southbound County Road 5 near 136th Street in Burnsville, which is an area with two southbound traffic lanes. He was on the far right edge of the roadway, essentially on the solid white line. A semi-truck with a flatbed trailer passed the bicyclist and nearly hit him. The left lane was open, so the truck driver had ample room to change lanes or at least give the bicyclist the three feet of space required by law.

The bicyclist was wearing a “Go Pro” style camera and recorded the incident on video. The video also captured the license plate on the trailer, which registers to you. The bicyclist does not want me to take any enforcement action regarding this incident, but he did ask me to contact the truck driver.

Of course, I have no way of knowing if the driving conduct was accidental (i.e. the driver did not notice the bicyclist) or intentionally aggressive. The bicyclist’s impression was that the driving conduct was intentional. If you were the driver, please take care in the future to notice bicyclists and drive safely; bicyclists are entitled to be on the road, and Minnesota law requires that a driver passing a bicyclist give at least three feet of space.

If you were not the driver, please forward this letter to whoever was driving the truck at that time. I do not need any follow-up contact from you. The bicyclist does not have your name or other information because I found it through the vehicle registration records, which are confidential.

(Photo attached)"

I want to be sure that a report of the incident is going to be placed in the file of the driver of the flatbed so I've sent an amended request off to the officer I was in contact with. I'm awaiting his reply.

Friday, March 31, 2017

Love Your Neighbor and New Wheels

I stumbled onto a kinda cool website recently where you can search out a myriad of streaming radio stations around the globe while brushing up on your knowledge of geography at the same time. Here's a link.

There's a house a few blocks away that has a sign in the front yard that encourages people to "Love your neighbor". I first noticed it about the same time a Muslim family moved in a few doors down from the home with the sign. Someone vandalized the sign recently by wrecking the metal frame supporting it. I hesitate to read too much into that. I was walking Toby and Charlie Sunday morning when I noticed the homeowner out front -- I commented to him that I liked his sign while expressing disappointment that someone apparently thought differently. He quickly went to his car's trunk and gave me an extra one he had, minus the metal support. He said a church in St Paul was giving them out.

I've been taking the pups on some extra long walks lately -- walks in excess of 3 miles. Our typical daily walks are around 2 miles. Toby loves the cooler weather and this is all about him. He'll be 14 years old in August and I don't know how much longer he'll be able to do these sort of distances so I'm keying off him, and lately that means we're doing a lot of running on our walks -- even well into our 3rd mile. Once the heat of summer arrives we won't be able to do this so we're taking advantage of it while we still can.

Tammy has new wheels. We said goodbye to her 2006 Subaru Forrester with 126.000 miles (203,000 km). It was in need of a new transmission to the tune of $4500, essentially totaling her car and prompting us to do some tire kicking of what they had in the showroom at Walser Subaru in Burnsville. We decided to place our order for a 2017 Subaru Crosstrek. That was 5 weeks ago and it arrived on Tuesday. Tammy is really happy with it and that makes me happy as well. It has some very cool safety features that make texting and driving so much easier. Of course I'm joking but seriously, that's pretty much what some of these enhancements do.

Eyesight is a feature that takes over your braking if the car's external cameras feel it necessary to avoid a crash. Where I find the feature especially useful though is when you're operating with cruise control and the speed of the car in front of you is varying. Eyesight keeps you at a specific distance from the vehicle you're following. I tried it on a stretch of highway with stoplights. Eyesight applied the brakes and brought us to a stop when the traffic in front of us slowed and stopped for a red light. I of course kept my right foot hovering over the brake the entire time. Another useful feature is Blindspot Detection where your side mirrors alert you with a flashing light when someone is in your blindspot. I would love to have this feature on my Forrester. All of this technology is more than 2 years old but it's new to us.

Crystal Lake Golf Course opened on Wednesday and I was there, not scoring all that well but hitting some nice shots along the way. I feel it's going to take an intervention from my bikes, my clubs and my walks to get us back in the glassblowing studio but I hope not. We really need to get back there.

This just in (for my air traffic control friends) as I go to publish this. LP has left the building!

Here's some video from Monday's ride. C'mon along.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

How Far Would You Go? And Meet the Folks

I'm not vain and neither am I considering flying my Learjet to Nova Scotia to see a total eclipse of the sun but I'm pondering the question: how far would I drive to see a total solar eclipse? I may be about to find out. This very rare event in a city near me is going to happen on August 21st, 2017 and it will put Lakeville in an area about 80% eclipsed. To get to where there will be a total eclipse I'd need to drive to Lincoln, NE., a little more than a 6 hour drive. I think I'm off that day, and I think I'm in!

I checked this site for future total solar eclipses for the rest of my life and it appears the one in August will in all likelihood be my last (and first) chance to experience one. Missing out on it would be even more upsetting than not realizing The Paper Kites were in town last Saturday night at First Avenue!

Our Google Pixel phones are on their way after a wait of a few weeks while they were sold out. Rachel dropped her LG G4 in the tub last month and has since been relying on some outdated LG phone she picked up on Craig's List for $40 that struggles to do the most basic functions. Tammy's iPhone 6's ringer no longer works and it's become very slow so she's looking forward to something new as well. As for me, my LG G4 is okay but is still continually disconnecting itself from our wifi. I could continue to use it but with Tammy and Rachel's need for new phones I'm willing to sacrifice it for the sake of a clean break from Verizon. I'm a giver. After doing some research and with an excellent review from a friend in hand we've decided to go all-in with Google's Project Fi and leave Verizon behind.

Verizon tried to make a last ditch effort to get us a lower plan cost but I told the rep we had already committed to Google and their very reasonable rates and decent coverage. We'll pay $20 a month for each line and then just $10 per GB of data. If I use 2.45 gigs of data in a month the cost will be charged at just the portion of data used; in this case $20.00 (line cost) + $24.50 (data usage) = $44.50 + whatever additional fees are normally applied. No costly overage fees because there are no limits -- you just pay for what you use. That seems reasonable to me.

We drove down to Rochester to see Rachel on Saturday afternoon to deliver her bike and see Beauty and the Beast. I took some time to walk her through the steps of repairing a flat using CO2 while assuring her that a few choice swear words may be helpful during the process of trying to get the tire back on the rim. I was right.

We went for dinner to Grand Rounds Brew Pub where we were happy to be joined by a new male friend in Rachel's life -- Drew. I'm being careful not to say "boyfriend" although that may well be appropriate. We had a nice time at our formal "meet the folks" get together.

A friend sent a link yesterday to a list of mountain bike races this summer and one in particular caught my eye. This one. I'm giving some serious consideration to at least the 77 mile ride. The 122 mile ride would be a lot to chew off on my fat-bike but it's not out of the question. Tammy has given me her blessing to pack up the car and go for it. Hmmm..

I allowed my mild OCD to take the lead on Sunday's ride. It's actually something I've been wanting to do for awhile. A nice leisurely pace while checking out some local streets I've never gone down and a way to get some exercise on a day when I wasn't up for working out. Win-win.

Seriously, my OCD is under control.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

23andMe and Our Growing Family Tree

My nephew Dan recently sent in a sample of his DNA to 23andMe to have it analyzed. The results showed that he had a close match (of the 1st or 2nd cousins variety) with Emily, a woman in Montreal, Canada. How could that be? They exchanged emails. It turned out that Emily's mother, Cynthia, was born to a single woman named Erie in 1947. Erie never married but took the last name of her daughter's father even though she'd lost contact with him and I assume never heard from him again. Emily told me that they were always told the name of Cynthia's father was John Gilmore. My father's brother Jack also went by John.

From what Emily has told me about her grandmother, Erie was a strong, independent woman having served in the Women's Army Corp during WW2. She taught veterans job skills at a vocational school after the war in Brockville, Ontario, a city some 2+ hours southeast of where my father and his brother Jack grew up in Douglas, Ontario. I've learned that my father also took office management vocational classes in Brockville around the same time Erie taught there.

It's not known if John/Jack knew of Cynthia. Erie left Brockville in 1947 and moved to Kingston when the school closed. Within a few years of Cynthia's birth John would move to California, raise a family and retire there. John passed away many years ago as did his wife more recently. I know so little about Jack and his family because my father was reluctant to ever want to talk about his family. His childhood was difficult and none of us siblings ever pushed him for details.

Erie raised Cynthia to be a strong woman, forbidding her to learn typing for fear those skills would lead to a job with her "working for a man". Cynthia would marry, become a successful attorney and raise two children.

When I was first shown the photos of Cynthia I was stunned! In some of the photos of her I saw my sister Claudia but in one in particular, the photo to the left, I saw my father. It was a "wow" moment for me. There is no question that there's a family resemblance. Her smile and her eyes I've seen before, more times than I can count in my father's own face. The photos I have of my dad at a similar age as Cynthia in the photo show some resemblance but probably not so much to someone who didn't know him -- here, here and here.

Before I learned that Emily always knew her grandfather's name to be John, I was contemplating the idea that Cynthia's father was actually my father especially when I learned that he was in Brockville at the same time as Erie. But then I dismissed the idea.

This is where it gets interesting. I received an email from Emily tonight where she explained the breakdown of DNA for me. I'll use her words because it's somewhat technical and I'll lose something in the translation otherwise. Emily wrote:

"I’m attaching a histogram which shows how close the DNA match is for a large group of people who are known second cousins (which Dan and I should be if Jack was my grandfather). The numbers along the horizontal axis express the DNA match in units of centiMorgan (cM)… the higher the number, the closer the match. My match with Dan of 9.56% can be equivalently expressed in units of cM as 650 cM, which is way higher than the upper limit of 522.9 on the horizontal axis. Our match is “off the charts”, so to speak, for second cousins."

Credit to The Shared cM Project for the histogram data.

So, I'm sorta-kinda back to thinking that there's a real possibility or probability that Emily and Dan are indeed 1st cousins and if they are then that can only mean one thing -- that my father was actually Cynthia's father as well. I'd like to have my DNA tested to see how closely it aligns with Emily's. It would also be helpful if one of my cousins on my father's side could submit their DNA for testing to see whose aligns more closely with Emily's family. Whichever side matches more closely would tell us with some certainty (I would think) whether Cynthia's father was Jack, as was believed or my father.

I find this all so fascinating.

Some additional information: Erie Medora Boyd was born Jan. 19, 1921, in Elgin County, Ontario (on the north shore of Lake Erie). Erie was one of eleven children, and all except for possibly one have passed away. Her parents died when she was around fourteen, and five of the younger children, which included Erie, were taken into foster care by the same family. She died June 9, 1982 in Hamilton, Ontario of lung cancer from smoking.

Cynthia passed away at the much too young age of 66 on May 20th, 2014 from Multiple System Atrophy. The photo to the right is Emily and her mother, Cynthia.

I'll close with a beautiful tribute to Cynthia written by her friend:

A Reflection by Gloria Nardi-Bell