The thing about California that defines it as something special is that things grow here. That’s why people came in the beginning and that’s why they stay. The weather is perfect for growing things. Just add some water if you need to and watch nature do what it does best – grow.
We rented bikes to use while we are here in Chico. Yesterday we rode for 2 hours through Bidwell Park, east to the golf course and then took a little trail in foothills country. It was our first experience with any kind of mountain biking, in the upper section of our ride. That part of the ride only lasted about 15 minutes but considering our complete lack of preparation (no helmet, no experience) we had a good time. No one got hurt and I learned not to brake on gravel (or you just slide).
Here are some photos taken in the early part of the ride, in Bidwell Park along Big Chico Creek. Bidwell Park is long and narrow and runs through Chico, west-east.
And a little further along…
It was right after taking this photos that my camera fell. I had put it back in its case but hadn’t zipped it closed yet. Then my bike started to fall so I bent down to grab it, the camera came tumbling out of the case (I think the strap caught on the handle bars) and hit the dirt. The big lens broke off the camera body. Stupid plastic lens mounts! Two tiny pieces of plastic broke off and now the lens won’t stay on the camera. When we got home I tested the camera body with my other small 50mm lens and it works fine ( more photos below with that lens) but the big lens will have to go in for repair. After some research online later in the day I found out that there’s a Nikon authorized repair center in Beverwijk, which is just down the highway from Haarlem, and I can walk in with it and get it fixed. Stupid me. Happy to be able to get it looked at easily when we are back home.
Anyway…. this morning I got up (still early waking hours – the sun wakes me up at 6am) to find this beautiful cactus in full bloom. M. says it only blooms a few days and then it’s done. I don’t know how long it took to develop the flowers – a year? several years? But I’m happy to be here at the right time to see it and capture it in pictures. Actually, this is what I wanted the 50mm 1.8 lens for, flowers and knitting projects.
And finally, a photo of Jake the cat. I first met Jake when he was a tiny kitten. He would run and jump on you with all baby sharp claws out, no matter how many times you picked him up and threw him off you. He’s now 10 and mellow and cuddly and sweet.