Today was epic.

We rode Flat Pass (a grueling ride south of Moab) and then shuttled up to north and rode a big chunk of the Sovereign Trail again (rode it yesterday for the first time, I have not stopped smiling since). A bunch of buddies from Seattle arrived late last night and this was our chance to hook up with them for a big ride. We had some mechanicals (broken crank, broken chain, torn tire - all happening to the same guy) but things went well and no real injuries (a few spectacular crashes but nothing dangerous - thank goodness).

Tomorrow we ride Porcupine Rim again. What a way to go out. I head for home that evening, sunburned, wind-whipped, with chapped lips and a big grin. Man I love the biking.

Oh, the thing not to do? Leave your camera on the top of the car and drive off after the ride. Next thing I see - said camera falling off the back end of the car at 60 mph - luckily it was just my Panasonic LX2 point/shoot and not one of my other cameras.

And it survived. Or so it appears. It was in a small digi-pouch, which seemed to take the brunt of the fall. The camera still turns on, focuses and things look normal, other than a small ding where it hit the tarmac. Guess I'll have to put it thru some tests.

That and it might just provide the excuse to get the Canon G9...