Monthly Archives: November 2014

San Diego Mercato

On Saturday morning, Donna and I rode the scooter over to Movin’ Shoes on Garnet Avenue in Pacific Beach, to pick up her race packet. The packet contained her race number with timing chip, a T-shirt and some other goodies. Donna registered a few weeks ago for the San Diego Duathlon, which would take place on Sunday morning.

San Diego has a long history of triathlon and duathlon racing. The first triathlon was held at Mission Bay on September 25, 1974 – four years before the first Ironman triathlon. You can read about it here.

After we returned, Donna’s sister, Linda, picked us up and we drove to Little Italy. Little Italy is a gentrified district north of downtown San Diego. Originally it was populated by Italian fishermen. Nowadays, it’s home to many restaurants, sidewalk cafes, pubs, boutique hotels and residences. Donna and I stayed here at La Pensione hotel back in 2006.

Little Italy sign on India street

Little Italy sign on India street

On Saturday mornings, they have a farmers’ market, known as the Mercato. The market covers three blocks of Cedar Street between Kettner Boulevard and State Street. This is one of the largest farmers’ markets in San Diego. It’s a favorite shopping place for tourists and locals as well.

Farmers' market on Cedar Street

Farmers’ market on Cedar Street

We browsed through the market for about an hour and a half. They had all of the usual local produce plus a few unique items – like live sea urchins.

Sea urchins

Sea urchins

I like sushi and eat seafood, but sea urchins aren’t my cup of tea.

Donna wanted to buy marinara sauce. We didn’t find any at the market so we walked up India Street to find a store. As we started up India Street, I heard someone call out “Kuper!” I turned around and saw my old friend and former colleague, Skip Redmond, on the corner. Skip and his friend, Steve, are street musicians. They were playing on the corner at the farmers’ market.

Skip and Steve

Skip and Steve

I first met Skip in 1980, when I was the service manager at Herman Cook VW in Encinitas, California. Skip was working for Volkswagen of America. I went to work for Volkswagen of America in 1984 and our paths crossed many times during our careers. We’re both Volkswagen of America retirees now. We chatted for a few minutes, then continued our quest for marinara sauce.

We walked to Filippi’s Pizza Grotto and market. Donna was about to buy a jar of sauce when we decided to eat in the restaurant. It was nearly 1pm and we were hungry. We ordered a pizza and Donna asked our server if we could buy some of the restaurant’s sauce. She sold us a pint of their meat sauce to go.

That night, we had spaghetti with chicken meatballs and Filippi’s meat sauce. I opened a bottle of Stone Smoked Porter brewed with chocolate and orange peel. I’ve acquired a taste for flavored stouts and porters when they’re subtly spiced. The Stone doesn’t hit you with any over-the-top flavors. It’s a complex blend that tastes great.

Stone Smoked Perter with chocolate and orange peel

Stone Smoked Porter with chocolate and orange peel

Donna was up early Sunday morning. She rode out of the RV park on her bicycle at 6am. It was a three-mile ride to the race transition area where she stowed her bike, helmet, gloves and cycling shoes. The race started with a 1.5-mile run at 7:30am. The run ended at the transition area, where Donna put on her gear and rode three laps (about 12.5 miles) around Fiesta Island. After the third lap, she returned to the transition area and put on her running shoes to finish the race with a 2.5-mile run.

I rode the scooter over to the transition area and arrived at 8:30am. I looked for Donna’s bike, but couldn’t spot it in the mass of bicycles there. I wasn’t sure if she was still riding or if she was already running the last leg of the race. I walked down to the finish area to wait. They had a band performing near the finish line. I can’t imagine rockin’ out at that hour.

Blue Rockit band

Blue Rockit band

As I stood there, a guy next to me tapped me on the shoulder and pointed up the hill behind me. Donna was running past waving at me. I didn’t hear her call my name, but it got the attention of the guy next to me.

Donna approaching the finish line

Donna approaching the finish line

Donna finished the race with a time of 1:33. She was pleased with her result, considering she hasn’t done much running since February. I scootered home and became a couch potato watching NFL football while Donna stayed back for the race ceremonies. She rode her bike home later.

While I was watching football, Jeff Sandler picked Donna up and they drove to her sister Sheila’s house for brunch. Later they looked at a few homes on the market in the Point Loma area.

Today, we expect cooler weather with highs in the mid 70s. I need to pick up a couple things at Costco, then I’ll go for a bicycle ride.

 

Road Ride

I haven’t been riding my road bike since I bought a mountain bike last March. Yesterday I got on my Orbea road bike and headed out. I followed  another bicyclist – he looked to be a triathlete – for a few miles. Riding in his draft was a good way to warm up.

I rode to the Sea World bike path near the entrance to Fiesta Island. It felt good to be on a road bike again. I’d forgotten how fast this bike is. A mountain bike can do things that cannot be done on a road bike. However, a mountain bike will never match the speed of a road bike on the pavement.

I stopped at the crest of the West Mission Bay Drive bridge and shot a photo of boats on the bay.

View of paradise Point from the West Mission Bay bridge

View of Paradise Point from the West Mission Bay bridge

From there, I continued on to Mission Beach, then rode north to Pacific Beach. It was going to be a warm day and there were already lots of people at the beach.

I was out for little over an hour and put about 17 miles in. I need to take more rides like this and get back into shape. Then maybe Donna and I can start riding together again.

In the afternoon, Donna and I scootered over to Von’s grocery in Pacific Beach and stocked up on groceries. We had a full load coming back!

While we were at Von’s, I picked up a bottle of coffee stout from Coronado Brewing Company. It was indescribably good. Refreshing beer that tasted like a cup of good coffee is all I can say. They brew it with locally roasted coffee beans.

Coronado Brewing Company Blue Ridge Coffee Stout

Coronado Brewing Company Blue Bridge Coffee Stout

We sat outside for cocktail hour and enjoyed the weather with fresh veggies and a sun-dried tomato and fresh basil hummus that Donna made. I grilled a rib-eye steak for dinner that we enjoyed with sauteed mushrooms and onions and a baked potato.

It was a great day – life is good.

This morning, we’ll go to a shop in Pacific Beach and pick up Donna’s race packet. She’s competing in a duathlon tomorrow morning. It’s a sprint race, starting with a 1.5-mile run, then 12.5 miles on the bike followed by another run of 2.5 miles.

After we pick up her race packet, we’ll go to the farmers’ market in the Little Italy district downtown with Donna’s sister, Linda.

Ruckus by the Bay

After I posted to the blog yesterday, Donna and I went out in the Sea Eagle kayak. We paddled south along the east side of Mission Bay. As we cruised south, we had a tendency to veer to the right. We tried various paddling techniques, but couldn’t really understand the root cause. After awhile, I told Donna to paddle normally (she was up front) and I would make adjustments to keep us on course.

Old Mission Bay Visitor Center

Old Mission Bay Visitor Center

We paddled past the old Mission Bay Visitor Center, which sadly is no longer open. Budget cuts strike again.

We continued paddling south for more than 30 minutes and reached the Hilton Hotel. We saw a couple of other kayaks out on the bay and a few jet skis and power boats, but all in all, it was a relatively quiet day.

Hilton Hotel viewed from the bay

Hilton Hotel viewed from the bay

We turned around at the Hilton and headed north, back to De Anza Cove. The paddle back was much easier. Our difficulty in holding our course on the way out was a combination of the current (the tide was going out) and wind effect. On the way back, the current helped us and the wind was quartering at our backs from the southwest.

Looking north as we paddled back

Looking north as we paddled back

It was a pleasant cruise on the bay. We spent a little over an hour paddling. I wondered if I would have sore shoulders, but I’m not sore at all this morning.

After we rinsed the kayak off and loaded it in the trailer, we returned to our coach just in time to see the FedEx guy make a delivery to us. I thought it would be my new road bike tires, but it turned out to be three large boxes sent from the Brillo people to Donna. One box contained a new wet/dry mop she wanted to test out and the other two boxes contain 100 packages of Brillo’s eraser sponge that she requested to fill goodie bags for an upcoming speaking engagement.

Anyway, I went online to track my tire package and found that it was sent via USPS. It showed “delivery attempted, notice left.” What? I didn’t have any notice. I clicked on the link for more information. The mail carrier indicated that he attempted delivery on Wednesday at 4:43pm. I was in the coach at that time, no delivery attempted here. I went to the park office to see if a notice was left there. They told me no package or notice was left there.

I rode the scooter over to the local post office on Cass Street. I explained my situation to the guy at the counter and he went into the back to look for the package. After awhile, he came back empty-handed and told me to talk to the office manager. I gave her the tracking number and told her what was shown on the web site. She pulled up the tracking information, then went into the back.

She came back and told me that my address, site 111, isn’t valid. I told her that I received mail the week before that was left at the office, not delivered to the site. This time, nothing was left – no notice, no package. She told me the mail carrier on Wednesday wasn’t the usual guy on that route. Russ, the usual guy had my package and would deliver it today. I thanked her, but I was thinking, is it okay for the guy to say he attempted delivery and left a notice when no such thing happened? She seemed to think it was okay. No accountability. No wonder the US Postal Service is in such dire straits.

On the way back, I saw a USPS delivery truck on East Mission Bay Drive. He turned at the golf course parking lot. I followed him. When he came out of the golf course office, I asked him if he was Russ. He was. I told him what happened. He had my package. He asked me for ID, then he handed it over to me. Whew, problem solved.

It was lunchtime by then. Donna made street tacos from leftover pork tenderloin – they were delicious! I had a few more things on my agenda for the day.

My first project was replacement of the air filter on the scooter. I had received the new air filter I ordered on Wednesday. The air filter is in an airbox on the left side of the scooter. Most modern engines utilize an airbox which not only houses the air filter, it’s a Helmholtz chamber. Helmholtz chambers are resonators. Engineers calculate the mass and velocity of the air and design the air box to resonate at a frequency that coincides with the engine rpm at maximum torque output. This resonance force feeds air into the intake and increases power.

Intake airbox

Intake airbox

Some guys think they’re hot rodding their engine by removing the airbox and clamping a filter directly to the intake to maximize airflow. Not a good idea. This old school, shade-tree thinking actually robs power.

The old air filter was dirty and in need of replacement. It did its job, dirty on the outside but clean on the downstream side. It had 6,000+ miles on it. I think next time I’ll replace it after 5,000 miles.

Old, dirty air filter

Old, dirty air filter

Prisitine, new filter

Pristine, new filter

With that job done, I took my new bicycle tires over to our trailer and set up my bicycle work stand. The work stand made it easy to remove the wheels from my bike and install the new tires.

Bike work stand outside the Busted Knuckle Garage (our cargo trailer)

Bike work stand outside the Busted Knuckle Garage (our cargo trailer)

My bike is road ready again!

The last item on my agenda was picking my teams for this weekend’s football pool and turning my sheet in. I rode out of the RV park on Mission Bay Drive. I rounded the curve near the intersection at the entrance to I-5 where there was a concrete island separating the lanes. Just then, I saw a car on my side of the road heading straight at me! I swerved quickly to the right curb as he sped past me, inches away.

When I reached the intersection, I saw traffic backed up as far as I could see in the opposite (southbound) lane of Mission Bay Drive. I wondered what that was all about as I continued north. When I reached the parking lot for the boat ramp, south of the visitor center, I saw police activity. There were at least 20 patrol cars in the lot with lights flashing. The lot was cordoned off with yellow crime scene tape and the road was closed. The police were turning cars back, thus the big traffic tie-up.

I turned around and rode the scooter down the center line and took an alternate route. When I reached the tavern, I pulled up the local news on my smartphone and saw what the ruckus was all about.

A California Highway Patrol (CHP) officer had stopped a woman in the parking lot. He was investigating a hit-and run accident and had taken her into custody. Details are sketchy, but the report said shots were fired and then the handcuffed woman drove off in the CHP car. More shots were fired by the officer as the car sped away.

The woman drove the stolen CHP car to Friars Road, hitting several cars along the way before she was finally stopped. More shots were fired on Friars Road. I don’t think anyone was killed, but I’m not sure of the extent of injuries at this point.

Today, I want to go out on my road bike in the morning. The temperature will reach the mid 80s this afternoon. I don’t have any other plans.

Break Out

The weather guessers called for a warming trend to begin yesterday. The predicted high for the day was the upper 70s. A swing and a miss! The wind shifted and came from the northeast after noon. The thermometer hit 91 degrees with 4% humidity. It still feels dry this morning though the humidity is up to 20%.

Donna and I went out for bicycle rides yesterday around 11:30am. She was on her road bike and rode to Crown Point Shores, then looped back around the east side of Mission Bay to ride Fiesta Island. I rode my mountain bike and stayed on the east side of the bay.

As I rode past the Hilton Hotel, I saw groups of people who were obviously attending a conference or seminar. They were in “break out” sessions sitting in circles in the grassy areas behind the hotel. I thought about the many times I participated in similar sessions when I was in the corporate world.

We would usually fly to a desirable location for a conference, then end up in meeting rooms all day. At least these people were outside enjoying the sunshine. I don’t miss those corporate conferences or commercial flights. I haven’t passed through airport security once in the last 18 months. There was a time when I was boarding an airplane once a month or more.

Setting up lunch behind the Hilton Hotel - Fiesta Island is across the bay

Setting up for lunch behind the Hilton Hotel – Fiesta Island is across the bay

By the time I returned to the RV park, the wind had picked up. There was a package left at our front door. FedEx had dropped off the Cycle Pro Mechanic Bicycle Stand I’d ordered from Amazon. I had a similar stand, but it was in our old cargo trailer when it was stolen.

I unpacked the stand and set it up. It’s a nice unit. I like it better than the stand I had before. I’ve been lax on bicycle maintenance. Lack of a suitable work stand is one reason. Now I don’t have that excuse and I’ll have to get back into the habit of cleaning, lubing, adjusting and inspecting our bicycles on a routine basis.

I expect the new tires I ordered for my Orbea road bike to arrive today. I’ll break out the bicycle stand and put it to good use making my bike road ready.

Before dinner, I rode the scooter to the Vons grocery store in Pacific Beach. We needed some fresh vegetables. When I defrosted the refrigerator the day before, I left Donna’s green vegetable bags on the counter. That didn’t work out so well.

I grilled chicken thighs for dinner last night. With the change back to standard time, it gets dark early. Sunset is around 5pm. This means I’m grilling in the dark. We have enough light to grill, but I sure like it better when I’m grilling in sunlight.

After dinner, I opened a bottle of locally brewed stout. It was Alesmith Speedway Stout. This is a coffee flavored imperial stout with chocolate. I thought it would make a good dessert. Whenever you see the word “imperial” in the description of an ale, you can bet it is a strong beer. This was no exception, Alesmith Speedway Stout has 12% alcohol by volume (ABV). The high gravity required to brew a 12% ABV ale made the beer a little too heavy for me.

Alesmith Speedway Stout

Alesmith Speedway Stout

For my taste, the stouts made by Belching Beaver are hard to beat. Their pumpkin spiced stout is subtly spiced and is very drinkable. Their milk stout is a treat and the peanut butter flavored chocolate stout is absolutely delicious. These stouts are brewed to a more normal 5-5.5% ABV.

Today, the predicted high temperature is in the mid 80s. Donna and I will take our Sea Eagle kayak out for cruise on the bay this morning while it’s nice and calm.

Riding with the Wind

We had rain over the weekend. It rained on Friday night and Saturday night. I love it when it rains overnight and we have clear days. The rain makes the air seem so fresh.

On Sunday, my daughter Shauna came over to visit and watch the Chargers game with me. The game was a blowout. It was worst Chargers performance I’ve ever witnessed. In the third quarter, Shauna decided she’d seen enough. She went out for a run. She’s training for a half marathon coming up in a couple of weeks. Her training schedule called for a 10-mile run on Sunday. She ran from Mission Bay RV Resort through Crown Point Shores to Mission Beach and back.

I watched the Denver Broncos get taken down by the Patriots in the afternoon. The Chargers have a bye next weekend. Hopefully they can gather it up and come back playing like they did in the first quarter of the season.

The cooler temperatures lingered on Monday. The temperature dropped into the 50s overnight and the high for the day only reached 72 degrees. It was windy in the afternoon. We had 18mph wind from the northwest with gusts of 24mph. I rode my bike to Pacific Beach. The wind made the ride out difficult. The wind pushed me along on the way back though.

The funny thing is, when you’re riding into the wind, the wind resistance makes it hard work. However, the wind also aids evaporative cooling, so you don’t notice how much you’re sweating. When you ride with the wind at your back, there’s very little resistance and you can speed along. But with very little air passing over your body, evaporative cooling doesn’t work so well and you feel hotter as the sweat starts dripping from your body.

I made a few stops on the way back to take photos. People were out on the bay taking advantage of the windy conditions. I saw sailboats, wind surfers and kite surfers. The kite surfer had a board that was a hydrofoil. As he gained speed, the board rose up out of the water and rode along on a small winglet on the keel. It looked fun, but I couldn’t capture a picture of him at speed. The only photo I got was just after he hopped off of the board.

Kite surfer at Sail Bay

Kite surfer at Sail Bay

The wind surfer struggled as he sped along. I saw him capsize a couple of times from powerful wind gusts. You can see the wind blowing the flag in the background of this picture.

Wind surfer near Paradise Point

Wind surfer near Paradise Point

Sailboat tacking into the wind

Sailboat tacking into the wind

I saw something I’d never seen at Mission Bay before – a peregrine falcon perched on a pole. I shot a picture but I couldn’t hold my camera phone steady enough to zoom in.

Peregrine falcon perched on a pole

Peregrine falcon perched on a pole

As always, clicking on the images will enlarge them.

I have to run some errands this morning, then I’ll tackle defrosting the refrigerator this afternoon. Donna will return this evening, I can hardly wait until she returns!

Good Beer with Great Friends

Donna worked all day Friday, trying to get things done before she left for Orlando. I spent the morning writing a post that probably told you more than you wanted to know about holding tanks. Other than that, I didn’t accomplish much all day.

A neighbor had pulled in two sites down from us the day before. They spent much of Thursday afternoon putting up Halloween decorations. They hung lanterns from their awning and an EZ-Up canopy. Friday’s Halloween forecast called for rain and gusty overnight wind. We saw them take all of the decorations down and pack them into their car on Friday. They rolled the awning in on their coach, removed the cover from the EZ-Up canopy and drove away. We thought they must have originally planned to have visitors here at the park, but changed their plans and went to the home of friends or relatives.

It was cloudy, but warm all day Friday. In the afternoon I went to the Cycle Gear store in Kearny Mesa and bought a cover for the scooter. It’s something I should have done long ago to protect the scooter from the elements. Cycle Gear had a sale on the cover, I bought it for less than half of retail.

Before the rain came, I grilled a pork tenderloin for dinner. Donna made a different marinade this time. It was good, but I think I prefer the sesame-chili oil, olive oil, ginger and soy sauce marinade.

Grilled pork tenderloin with baked yam and steamed green beans

Grilled pork tenderloin with baked yam and steamed green beans

I covered the scooter and rolled the awning in. I made sure all of the windows on the right side of the coach, which is facing west, were closed. We’ve been sleeping with the windows open. The wind and rain would come from the west and I didn’t want rain to blow into the coach.

The rain came overnight as predicted. In the early morning hours the wind picked up. Donna was up early. She left around 6:30am to go to the TV studio. She appeared in a local program called Good Morning San Diego and presented decluttering tips for the holidays. I recorded the show while I slept in.

After she returned, I bought a sausage and egg breakfast burrito from the Snack Shack and we split it for breakfast. Then I drove Donna to the airport for her flight to Orlando, Florida. She’s attending a course there and will return on Tuesday night.

After lunch, I drove up to Carlsbad to the home of our friends, Bruce and Debbie Bednarski. Like me, Bruce likes a martini. I brought a jar of tomolives and a jar of blue cheese stuffed olives as a gift for them. I posted about these martini garnishes here.

Bruce and Debbie had invited me to join them and sample beers at the Belching Beaver Brewery. Belching Beaver is fairly new on the craft beer scene. They started in 2012 and have established a loyal following. Their beer can be found in Costco here in San Diego. There are more than 40 breweries in San Diego County now and the list is sure to expand.

At the brewery, Debbie’s brother Jim Taylor and his wife, Rosellen and our friends Rick and Kathy Siordia joined us. It’s been more than 25 years since I last visited with them. We sat and talked and sampled some of the brews for a couple of hours. It was great to catch up with them. It felt completely natural, like we had been in touch all along.

Me, Debbie, Rosellen, Kathy Rick and Jim. Bruce took the picture.

Me, Debbie, Rosellen, Kathy, Rick and Jim. Bruce took the picture.

Last night we turned the clocks back to standard time. This had me up early this morning. It always takes a few days for our body clocks to adjust to the artificial clocks our lives revolve around.

We had more rain in the night. There are a few clouds over head, but I think it will clear. I plan to be indoors watching football in any case. The Chargers are in Miami, so their game will be the early broadcast. There are lots of interesting match-ups today.