Before I start my post I want to mention a really super cool phenomenon that will not happen again for another 1000 years.
If you take the year you were born and the age you will be turning this year and add them together, you will come up with the number 2020. Scientists can't even figure it out.
Now on to my birthday.
Some people love to celebrate a "birthday week" with all the things, gifts, gatherings, special outings and then a celebration on the day. I have never really understood why that is so fun and after this year with 6 days of birthday attention, I can safely say that I still don't understand it. I only want the one day with one celebration, one cake along with a day of feeling remembered, loved and appreciated. That's all. Just one special day, just for me. Don't get me wrong though. I loved "all the love" I received this year and have to admit that I kind of started the whole birthday marathon.
Turning 60 is kind of a big deal and because of the quarantine thing I really had to put on my thinking cap. I posed my thought of riding 60 miles for my birthday to Laura and she thought it was a great idea! She said that she would join in and as time went by and more bike riding with these gals, more said that they would love to do it too. So here we are, just about ready to head out on our 60 mile ride!
And wouldn't you know it, I got a flat tire, running over a paper staple of all things less than 10 miles into the ride. We ended up having to put on a whole new tire and a new tube because my stock tire was giving Paula and Barry problems. Popped a replacement tube and had to round up another one, blah, blah, blah then I was on my way.
I figured it would be fun to have a little party at the stake center during our break. We had chocolate cupcakes, water, carmels and then I had chapstick and kleenex for everyone. Your lips get dry and your nose tends to run while riding so they all appreciated the fun thought.
Five years ago I only knew one of these ladies and now look at me, laying across their laps with a party hat on! Five years ago in this very parking lot I pulled up in my car ready to go on a hike with a group of ladies I didn't even know and now look at me!This is my first summer biking with them, which I never thought I would do, and it has been so fun!
Two other ladies got flats too, so Barry was busy helping us out. Laura made sure that her husband, Barry, would be available for this very reason. He was a life saver. And if Laura did not have an extra tire at her house, my birthday ride would have been kaput for me, the birthday girl! I now have an extra tire and tubes in my garage. Lesson learned.
Mark "rode" along side us between Cardston and Magrath which was a big help too. Neal happened to drive by while checking the roads for work so that was fun!!
We all did it!
What a day, what a ride, what an adventure!
The route started at the Hawks Nest lookout about 8 miles west of Waterton and ended in Magrath. Thanks to Laura for figuring out the route and all the logistics with meeting up, leaving cars in Magrath etc. for pickup at the end and getting us to our home destination.
The next day we had dinner and Neal and Shalese place, complete with a homemade cake from Shalese's sister, Shelby. It was delicious and chocolatey!
The quarantine has put a cramp on our hiking with the border closed and Waterton opening up slowly, but we managed a walk around Linnett where a lot of wildflowers were just waiting to be photographed.
And then, it was my BFF group party a couple of days later. Holy Cow! I considered cancelling it because, well, it was a bit too much attention and celebrating, but so glad the party went on. We had such a good time. We went to Waterton and had dinner then drove everywhere that was open and just chased and chatted and chatted. Oh, we had Big Scoop for dessert. Always a must!
It was a good good birthday celebrating with family and friends and 60 miles on the seat of a road bike. Who would have thought!?