Every Sunrise

Is not the same Jen and I have realized. After a stretch of great sunrises, we started to take them for granted.

A couple of cloudy mornings and we realized our mistake.

Now the camera goes with us every morning.

This morning was extra special. Last night being a full moon, gave us a sunrise and a moon at the same time.

To the west, the moon was dropping down through the scattered clouds and into the trees.


To the east was the seemingly reluctant sun rolling up the horizon.

Too many clouds and you get nothing.

Not enough clouds and it's just white light.

This morning had just the right amount. The streaks were running north to south in various lengths, widths and colors. We took a total of 43 pictures. The majority before 6:15am.

Gretchen on the other hand, had other things on her mind - or nose. She was running off for every smelly thing she could get into. We put a stop to that and made her enjoy the sights instead. But none of that mattered to her. She was anxious to run and run she did. At the first watering hole, she laid down in the creek and didn't get up as quickly as she usually does. This morning was a little warmer then usual and the creek a little deeper.

Because of the heat, I kept the ride shorter. With a new squishy on my bike, we went more for style then endurance today. Log launches and berm surfing was this morning ride highlights. Doing such short and frequent rides, has honed my technical skills exceedingly well on the same repeated obstacles.

Back at the lake it was time for a finale cool off then load up the gear and head back home.

The end of the week marks the beginning of the hunting pre-season. Not exactly sure what we'll do. I've noticed the reflective dots going up on the trees along the trails. Maybe it's time to give up the early morning woods for someone elses adventure?


- b