Sunday, July 28, 2013

To Each His Own Glory


Near Noon, in summer, the real shadows and the fake shadows at Tempe Town Lake Bridge flirt with overlaption

In late July, in Phoenix at Noon, I headed out for a bike ride, because early morning is not my time. I've done fewer hot midday rides this year than in recent past years, so it is true that I am perhaps less acclimated than in past summers, but today I really needed one. In spite of my neighbor, dressed for the pool, suggesting that a sane person would grab a cold beverage and join him lounging next to the cool water. In spite of my family, basically telling me that the sun and heat would convert me into a dried-up, mummified version of myself.


Signs of recent monsoon floods: standing water, washed away sections of path

Twenty-three miles of Tempe, Scottsdale, and Phoenix at midday was my workout glory for the day. The heat did get to me, a bit, anyway. Right around the time I saw the egret standing beside the pond in the park. I slowed down to catch a photo of him, and thought, hmmm, a quick dip would feel soooooooo good. But, actually, the water smelled a little funny after the recent flash floods, so I gave it a pass. I noticed the egret wasn't exactly splashing around in it for joy, either.

The water from the fountain at the ramada near Tempe Town Lake and the Indian Bend Wash was hot, so I filled my bottle just in case, but didn't drink a lot there. On the other hand, the water at the marina fountain was icy cold, so I drank about one bottle there, and filled up again.

Riding in the heat has its advantages. When I turned onto the Crosscut Canal path, the bike surged ahead beneath me, propelled by some crazy dude up and over the hill, then along the canal at a good clip. The bike was quiet. All along the way, no matter how slow or fast I pedaled, the air was filled with the buzzsaw song of cicadas. Maybe I was hallucinating slightly, but I'm pretty sure this is what I heard in their buzzing: you there, riding at midday in the desert in the summertime, to each his own glory.


Jump in, man, I'm right behind ya (you first)

12 comments:

  1. 23 miles at noon, you're hardcore. I'm too hot to even drive by those places...but I love seeing familiar sights in your photos. I know that egret.

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    1. My wife and kids who greated the mummy's return thought so. Although other friends/acquaintances/family members who ride 100 miles in a day scoff. So, the title of this post.

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  2. Even hot water helps cool the skin when you squirt it on yourself.

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    1. In circumstances of plentiful H20 as at a water fountain I agree. I think I have a slight concern that it would become a habit, though, and I would forget, and spray half a bottle of precious water onto myself for brief cooling relief and then realize that I was in a circumstance of non-plentiful H20. So I do splash at fountains, and sometimes canals, but not other places, just in case.

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  3. in LOVE with that first photo =)
    xxomeli

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    1. I thought I might find the bridge empty at midday, and that's how it turned out. I've shivered here in mid-winter, and also roasted as on this ride, and I much prefer the heat to the cold.

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    2. We have finally connected the dots and figured out that we have two distinct, common everyday lizard families burrowing beneath the foundation of our patio, perhaps even the house, opposite sides. I asked an associate about this and he said yes, they do dig, they can really kick, and they are simply trying to manage their body temperature by establishing cool rooms for the summer, warm rooms for the winter. And a spectrum of options, indoors and out, that they can apply as needed. Water the plants nicely.

      This has been going on for twenty years, apparently.

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    3. Don, if it were feasible, I would have a basement bike workshop out here, with a cave-like coolness, but it's a bit of a sore point with me, that house architects have denied us this obvious and green solution in the desert. But clearly, the lizards know better. Wise, wise lizards.

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  4. That pic of the bridge shadows is almost awesome!

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  5. The bridge photo is really special.

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    1. Marsha, Marsha. I just wanted to say that.

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