Finally! A drinking buddy to replace Gigi! ...Must be a Cal fan, too, eh? I like it here! (...yes, Mom. If you click on these images you'll get a larger version, just like in earlier posts. Yes. It's just like magic, isn't it?)

As I was peacefully reading in my "breakfast nook", there was such a ruckus on the deck, that I finally put down my book and saw, eight feet away, the bear that had upset my mobile bird bath in an attempt to pilfer a squirrel- (not bear-) proof bird feeder. We were both interested in each other, but once I finally got the garage lights on, he scampered away....
Or did he (or she).

No, Sir! (or Ma'am!) Not when there are so many tasty sunflower seeds scattered about for the snackin'!

Slurp, slurp! I took a break to shut off the inside lights and turn the flash on my camera on, and apparently that did spook friend bear. Off he went, and I went out to rescue my pummelled, but still aloft, feeder.
I will now go rescue the one in front of the house. Goodbye.... Or is it adieu?
Only a future post will answer the question. Or a shipment of chocolates for which I must sign.

     

Not for bike lovers with weak stomachs! (Click on image to enlarge, Mom.)

Rolled 2 1/2X. Note absence of roof rack. Mais, non! Ce n'est pas un yard sale! Always wear your seatbelt.

Roof rack. Note interesting and unnatural angle of bike to rack/tray.

Corner on Green Springs Highway in Oregon. Note "Path of Destruction". It's likely that bike slowed my rotation.

If you click on this to zoom, you will notice the parts if the Reynolds Ouzo Pro fork still clamped in the Thule bike tray

Sad times. Bike in stand at Flywheel Bicycle Solutions in Talent, OR. The tape is the only thing holding the left half of the handlebars on.

Modified Chris King Headset: The thin strip at bottom has peeled off the edge of headset.

Unhappy fork.

Cranks and chainrings don't roll so good.

After inspection by the pros at United Bicycle Institute in Ashland and Flywheel in Talent, the Crown Jewel is true as the day it was lovingly crafted by the folks at
Independent Fabrication in Somerville, MA.
STEEL RULES!

Home Sweet Home!

New digs!

Note the Berkeleyesque grade of the road. Apparently it ices up from time to time.

Deck and garage building at rear. I have storage in the lower level of the garage.

Yard to the rear.

View up to house toward street.

Lovely deck with seats for drinking beer.

Side of house with further decks, just in case.

Door mat is usually in front of door. This photo is to show the "Step of Doom" which used to blend in and cause me to stumble in the way out. I put the no-slip tape on the edge to help, but it doesn't.

Kitchen toward front door.

Kitchen toward living room

Side door of kitchen off to probably "study" and stairs to Koolio and Keilio's room.

Probable "study".

Stairs to attic full of spiders Koolio and Keilio's room

Koolio's room.

Keilio's room.

More of Keilio's room

Living room.

Living room toward kitchen and bedrooms.

Bedroom with deluxe camp bed, regular length.

Snazzy bathroom. Shower head is high enough for me to stand under.

Other bedroom. Note styling of clothes.

Gigi's room, complete with hanger bar and light. Shoe rack to come.

Dominic, Platypus, and Bear Take a Tumble!

Boo hoo! But I emerge sans scratch, down, but not out.

2 1/2 lazy revolutions. Contents of the car mostly unhurt.

Not so for the rooftop items.

Woe! Woe! Bent and broken bicycle!

Bumpers optional

Note brave tree that stopped the revolution.

In the movies, windshields are kicked aside. I turned the ignition 1/2 turn, rolled down the driver's window, and made a graceful exit.

I've begun to unload before towing can inflict further insult to treasured household essentials. And some other stuff, too.

Laws of physics are considered...

...angles studied...

The Forester has returned to the forest.

View from road. Note pile of worldly goods at left. Roof rack, box, and bicycle are behind bush at right.

Whoops-a-daisy!

No, nay, never..no, nay, never no more will I play the wild rover...

...No, never, no more.

Whoops! 2 1/2 rolls, but I'm OK!

Gene, of the Green Springs Volunteer Fire Brigade administers CPR

The buggy at a standstill.

Platypus and Bear are shocked, but otherwise unhurt. As am I. More thrilling pix to come!