Has Spring Sprung?

cactus

For me, the sign that spring has arrived here in the desert will be when the cacti begin to bloom. It’s almost here, as you can see from the beginnings of blossoms on this cactus that we saw while hiking yesterday. As I said to Lee, I would sure like to be on this trail in a couple of weeks when it is in full bloom. This variety has large, beautiful red flowers that are even more striking because they are on a prickly cactus that looks barely alive.

If we did decide to go back in another week or so to see the cactus again, we would have a hard time finding the place where we took the picture. We started the hike from a trailhead that we have passed a number of times on the way to other hikes, but it was not a marked trail and led us into a part of the Sandia foothills that we had not yet hiked.
There were many trails branching off in all different directions once we climbed up and over the first ridge. We had been trying to follow directions for a hike that the seniors do here, but within the first mile we realized that we had wandered off from what their hike described. With many different trails and no trail markings or named trails, a GPS device would be needed and we didn’t have that.

But we did have lots of viewpoints and Albuquerque landmarks visible around us so there was no danger of us getting lost. We may not have walked the same path as the hike description, but we thoroughly enjoyed the terrain that we covered. I was looking forward to comparing the GPS track I was creating using the Every Trail app on my phone to the GPS track on the ASCHG track. Unfortunately, at the end of the hike I fumbled with the phone and accidentally deleted the track that I had made.

I was upset that I deleted my track, but in doing a web search for more information on Juan Tabo Canyon, I came across an Every Trail posting that another hiker did for this hike. It’s interesting to compare the pictures posted there to some of the same views we had. The Every Trail posting was in early February. What a difference 6 weeks can make. The signs of spring were everywhere up there yesterday. We may not find that same cactus in 2 weeks but I’m confident we will find others arrayed in all their springtime glory.

Start of the trail as it leaves parking area and heads into the Sandia foothills.
Start of the trail as it leaves parking area and heads into the Sandia foothills.

View to the south from the first ridge.  Our car is in the bottom right corner of the photo.
View to the south from the first ridge. Our car is in the bottom right corner of the photo.
Saw quite a few of these pretty white flowers but couldn't identify them.
Saw quite a few of these pretty white flowers but couldn’t identify them.
Hiking upward.
Hiking upward.
Purple wildflowers.
Purple wildflowers.
Downtown Albuquerque visible through the mouth of Juan Tabo Canyon.
Downtown Albuquerque visible through the mouth of Juan Tabo Canyon.
North Sandias.  Rocky knob is called the Needle.
North Sandias. Rocky knob is called the Needle.
Crest of the Sandia Mountains with radio towers on top.
Crest of the Sandia Mountains with radio towers on top.
Wildflower called 'Perky Sue'
Wildflower called ‘Perky Sue’
View from our lunch spot.
View from our lunch spot.
View of Manzano Mountains to the south.
View of Manzano Mountains to the south.

First Bike Ride of the Season

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Our first bike ride of the season turned into an afternoon spent sitting on a bench in a trailhead parking lot waiting for Lee to bring the car and rescue me and my crippled bicycle.  That was after we had spent about 30 minutes by the side of the bike path struggling with the tire, tube and pump trying to figure out why we couldn’t get the punctured tube out of the tire and then when we finally got that accomplished why we couldn’t get the pump to lock on the presta valve.  Helpless bike mechanics like us shouldn’t be allowed out in public.

From the place where I got the flat it was a fairly short walk to a trailhead parking lot.  Given the frustrations we were experiencing trying to fix the flat, we finally decided Lee would pedal back home to get the car while I made my way to the parking lot.  Not so bad to sit on the bench in the sun once I had half pushed and half carried the bike along the dirt road to get there.  It also gave me time to study the problem some more and figure out what we were doing wrong with the pump.

The bike shop was on our way home so we stopped in and handed the bike tire over to the capable mechanic and let him fix our botched job.  That way I could also get the puncture sealant goop put in the new tube.  Going for a hike is so much easier than dealing with bicycles.  I don’t know if I’ll ever get comfortable with basic bike maintenance.  But it was an outdoor adventure on a February day that felt more like April, and for that I am most thankful.