I just wanted to share a non-biking "adventure" with oodles of girl power ...
So I've been working on an extreme peak in Hawaii, specifically Mauna Kea at 14000 ft for the past 2 weeks (hence the odd times at which I have been writing on the forum). I am working at an observatory that might as well be on Mars (no vegetation, eerily silent, freezing, Mars-like terrain, ancient dorment volcano that had glaciers during the last ice-age).
Anyways, we (a group of 4 of us) have been doing observing shifts on a NASA telescope from 5pm to 9am (we observe in the infrared and can look at planets and stars throughout the night and even in the daytime). We "live" (i.e. sleep and partake in cafeteria food) at 9000 ft, but work at night on the summit.
I had been up since 5pm on my shift and it was now midnight. We received a call from one of the replacements down at 12000 ft that he had a flat tire on his way up the summit. I volunteered to go down and help, since I had changed tires on these Explorers before. I got about 5 miles down the mountain when I came across him. Poor guy (a little older and more experienced, might I add) was frustrated and at wits end. I promptly pulled out a flash light and messed with the ridiculously slow jack, pumping the truck up on the sloped pavement in below freezing conditions. Ultimately, we wrestled the tire on and I threw the flat tire in the back of the truck. The poor frazzled guy said, "damn, you're a monster". And I said, "yeah...I work out".
Hehe.
So I've been working on an extreme peak in Hawaii, specifically Mauna Kea at 14000 ft for the past 2 weeks (hence the odd times at which I have been writing on the forum). I am working at an observatory that might as well be on Mars (no vegetation, eerily silent, freezing, Mars-like terrain, ancient dorment volcano that had glaciers during the last ice-age).
Anyways, we (a group of 4 of us) have been doing observing shifts on a NASA telescope from 5pm to 9am (we observe in the infrared and can look at planets and stars throughout the night and even in the daytime). We "live" (i.e. sleep and partake in cafeteria food) at 9000 ft, but work at night on the summit.
I had been up since 5pm on my shift and it was now midnight. We received a call from one of the replacements down at 12000 ft that he had a flat tire on his way up the summit. I volunteered to go down and help, since I had changed tires on these Explorers before. I got about 5 miles down the mountain when I came across him. Poor guy (a little older and more experienced, might I add) was frustrated and at wits end. I promptly pulled out a flash light and messed with the ridiculously slow jack, pumping the truck up on the sloped pavement in below freezing conditions. Ultimately, we wrestled the tire on and I threw the flat tire in the back of the truck. The poor frazzled guy said, "damn, you're a monster". And I said, "yeah...I work out".
Hehe.