Foggy morning in Camarillo. We'll have a dramatic change in scenery starting Saturday wen we move to Newbury Park.

Like I always say... "It takes all types to make the world go 'round."

One gear + Wildwood Park = stress relief

Our Valentine's Day dinner, outdoors at the Cheesecake Factory... we skipped dessert, but it was grand sitting outdoors at dinner time in February.

The love of my life with an appropriate heart on her cup, at one of my favorite places.

If there's poison oak in the brush, Donna will find it while mtn biking. She somehow managed to get it on her hand, despite that fact that she was wearing gloves. It's proven to be a great way to keep her from picking her nose.

My sister is great about reminding me why I don't live up north any more. I've officially become a whimp, throwing on a coat when temps drop below 73 degrees.

The post-ride treat... Starbuck's! They even had hearts on the cups today.

Great view from our Sunday ride. We discovered we're absolutely exhausted and had to cut the ride short at 2 hours.

Riding with my Valentine on Valentine's Day.

Yes, she's every bit as tough as she looks... and all smiles when she's on a bike. No video from today's ride - she was right behind me on every pedal stroke so I never had a chance to get ahead and get out the camera.

Yes, we're going UP that hill behind you... as soon as I digest this Gu and Cytomax.

Ok, I'm a jerk, but I couldn't resist posting this for all my friends up north. Well, maybe I should say for the people that used to be my friends.

Mojo, Bruce & Julie's dog, decided not to share her MilkBone with me. Fair, considering I didn't share my tri-tip, ribs or BBQ chicken.

42 miles in 15 seconds... I had to burn off the calories I planned to consume during the Super Bowl.

We got out for another awesome ride on Sunday. Donna hammered! Her legs are doing great.

Another view from the little cave I found near Hummingbird trail in Simi Valley.

Got out for an evening stroll with Donna tonight. We don't do this often enough. It's a great neighborhood with a cool park and a greenbelt with a creek and enough vegetation to filter out all the traffic noise (what little there is).

The rock formations near Simi Valley make me miss Moab's slickrock riding.

Hiking above Hummingbird trail in Simi Valley while waiting for Donna to finish up with jury duty... which might take all day.

The creek beds are pretty much dry already, despite all the rain about a week ago. It had a cool look though... all the rocks in the creek bed had been washed clean.

We walked through the park this evening. Seeing the ball fields with all the lights reminded me of my childhood - going to watch my dad's softball games when we lived in Texas. I loved those nights!

The lights in the neighborhood park cast a yellow color on all the leaves, making it look like fall color.... something we don't get much of around here.

I could get used to evening walks with Donna. I couldn't help but notice that there was a pinch of daylight left at 5:45.

Even in February, the flowers around here are in bloom.

Spooky tree we spotted on our early evening walk.

Found a cool 'cave' of sorts near Hummingbird trail. I love this sort of stuff.