<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690</id><updated>2012-03-09T11:37:26.121-06:00</updated><category term='Tulsa Poker Run'/><category term='Paris TX'/><category term='Rivertrails'/><category term='Tulsa'/><category term='Chubby Checker'/><category term='2011'/><category term='South Lakes'/><category term='Runners World'/><category term='Tyler'/><category term='Cheese Festival'/><category term='Arkansas River'/><category term='Coffeyville'/><category term='Helmerich Park'/><category term='Tulsa Tough Lees Bicycles George Flickinger KJRH Channel 2'/><category term='NSU'/><category term='Broken Arrow'/><category term='hail'/><category term='Henryetta'/><category term='Bald eagles'/><category term='10'/><category term='Tour de Paris'/><category term='Tulsa Audubon Society'/><category term='training run'/><category term='lunar eclipse'/><category term='Tulsa Run'/><category term='Westies'/><category term='cycling'/><category term='West Highland White Terriers'/><category term='Graupel'/><category term='0'/><category term='www.reddit.com'/><category term='the Twist'/><category term='Oklahoma'/><category term='Henbit Bixby'/><category term='George Flickinger Boston Terrier dogs Bicycle'/><category term='2NEWS'/><category term='Joplin tornado'/><category term='April 23'/><category term='bicycle vs train'/><category term='Jenks High School Ornithology Club'/><category term='Elwood'/><category term='bad dogs'/><category term='Race the Rail'/><category term='bicycling'/><category term='23'/><category term='George Flickinger'/><category term='Race the Rail Watonga bicycle train 2011'/><category term='KJRH'/><category term='Record coldest temperature Oklahoma Nowata'/><category term='Watonga'/><category term='Channel 2'/><category term='Bartlesville'/><category term='EF5 tornado damage'/><category term='Tulsa Bicycle Club'/><category term='Turkey Mountain'/><category term='Beauty and the Beast'/><category term='wasp'/><category term='Glenpool'/><category term='Wagoner'/><category term='http://thechive.com/'/><category term='boom...'/><category term='Jenks'/><category term='May 22'/><category term='Sleet'/><category term='Coweta'/><category term='Julie Chin'/><category term='cannon'/><category term='George Flickinger Westies West Highland White Terriers'/><category term='Ice'/><title type='text'>George Flickinger's weather and other stuff blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-4947969653137838679</id><published>2012-03-09T09:11:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-09T11:37:26.134-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graupel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oklahoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleet'/><title type='text'>Graupel-- huh?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16ubBFMHVeQ/T1ohFfnDLtI/AAAAAAAAA4s/v7-HAbJsbhQ/s1600/sleet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16ubBFMHVeQ/T1ohFfnDLtI/AAAAAAAAA4s/v7-HAbJsbhQ/s400/sleet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717919055168614098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(March 8, 2012. Photo courtesy: Marcie M. from Keys, OK. Picture shows a hybrid of ice. This could be considered as graupel...maybe...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HvuJLkerNf0/T1ohDz79mZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/NHVQoB69zws/s1600/March%2B2011%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cmULxbS6L58/T1ohDhE5j6I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LsDJL-W9iA4/s1600/March%2B2011%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's hailing! Wait, I think it's sleet. Uhm, this can’t be snow, uhm, it's uhm…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you muttered this to yourself yesterday, you aren't alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during the cold rain you may have seen graupel (a word the spell checker doesn't even like!)  for the first time in your life-- so what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graupel could be considered part rain, sleet and snow, and it's rare in Oklahoma. In layman's terms, it's a bit of an ice hybrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graupel forms during cold precipitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold, above ground temperatures cause the precipitation to begin as snow, remaining mostly frozen from cloud level to near the surface. The snow gradually melts above the ground while rain or sleet attempt to freeze to the melting snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain exists in what's called a "supercooled" state-- water in a liquid form below 32 degrees as it adheres to what's left of the snow. (Supercooled water/moisture is common in clouds.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can end up with a compact, smallish icy/snow pellet. It's hard to nail down the precipitation type from viewer pictures alone, and it's debatable whether you call it graupel, sleet, and/or ice pellets. Melting doesn't help identifying the precip type either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across Oklahoma, nearly all forms of precipitation fell yesterday in the cold weather: a few flurries were reported west, sleet covering the road in eastern Oklahoma, some small hail fell during "pulse" type storms during the morning. A few reports of the icy slush/maybe graupel came in as temperatures dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Enjoy the pictures on this page... George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(Below:  The Wilson family in South Tulsa sent in these pictures of the melting  mess. It's difficult to tell whether it's sleet, small hail, ice/snow  pellets or graupel.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HvuJLkerNf0/T1ohDz79mZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/NHVQoB69zws/s1600/March%2B2011%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HvuJLkerNf0/T1ohDz79mZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/NHVQoB69zws/s400/March%2B2011%2B021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717919026265299346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cmULxbS6L58/T1ohDhE5j6I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LsDJL-W9iA4/s1600/March%2B2011%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cmULxbS6L58/T1ohDhE5j6I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LsDJL-W9iA4/s400/March%2B2011%2B020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717919021202509730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-4947969653137838679?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/4947969653137838679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2012/03/graupel-huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4947969653137838679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4947969653137838679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2012/03/graupel-huh.html' title='Graupel-- huh?!'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16ubBFMHVeQ/T1ohFfnDLtI/AAAAAAAAA4s/v7-HAbJsbhQ/s72-c/sleet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-2965668893975832966</id><published>2012-02-15T09:47:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T08:41:44.890-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa Poker Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Runners World'/><title type='text'>Poker Run-- wind chill of 3°</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBDnByb1pG0/TzvUzhU_HLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/9nDeYWk8OeA/s1600/photo%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBDnByb1pG0/TzvUzhU_HLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/9nDeYWk8OeA/s400/photo%25287%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390934207044786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whXGZ-AP6Tg/TzvUZvvE3QI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/09gmdK1P5I8/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whXGZ-AP6Tg/TzvUZvvE3QI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/09gmdK1P5I8/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390491397971202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: In my first ever Poker Run on an 18° morning, I pulled a full house! You receive one random card each mile of the run.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The coldest morning of the year occurred just in time for the Poker Run: wind chills near zero and fun with frozen boogers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only saw three people  wearing shorts. That number would have been four until I listened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conceded to my wife and my own single digit wind chill forecast just before the run-- I bought running pants at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the ironic fun... During the run I drew three queens and two fives. (You are handed one card each mile you complete.) I finished with a "full house" of poker cards! My prize from Runners' World? Running pants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7w0dDlZF5tI/TzvU0WM0qhI/AAAAAAAAA3E/kZkihjXK3ng/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-va4thHhHD0Q/TzvU0HtS19I/AAAAAAAAA20/4ifHUyRFK1g/s1600/photo%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-va4thHhHD0Q/TzvU0HtS19I/AAAAAAAAA20/4ifHUyRFK1g/s400/photo%25285%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390944509548498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE and BELOW: I ran with Dan Lockhoff. His nose is warm. Rumor has it that Susan Collins ran too, but no one is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;sure.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YxwHtQPHO74/TzvUaDurEgI/AAAAAAAAA1w/BAEgr_cA1_s/s1600/photo%252811%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YxwHtQPHO74/TzvUaDurEgI/AAAAAAAAA1w/BAEgr_cA1_s/s400/photo%252811%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390496764989954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aAIPavN7zQw/TzvUzpfXUuI/AAAAAAAAA2s/FE927VIVUuU/s1600/photo%25286%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aAIPavN7zQw/TzvUzpfXUuI/AAAAAAAAA2s/FE927VIVUuU/s400/photo%25286%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390936398058210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: And we're off! A 4 mile run on a shivering cold morning.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBDnByb1pG0/TzvUzhU_HLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/9nDeYWk8OeA/s1600/photo%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyJRL4GGqsM/TzvUzDgcoGI/AAAAAAAAA2U/HsHaERvWfJk/s1600/photo%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyJRL4GGqsM/TzvUzDgcoGI/AAAAAAAAA2U/HsHaERvWfJk/s400/photo%25288%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390926202052706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Venus Woods Monyhan and a weatherman. She's training for the Chicago Marathon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7BGlKvib5Xg/TzvUazPyzWI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ZHcQ-ZevLhA/s1600/photo%25289%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7BGlKvib5Xg/TzvUazPyzWI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ZHcQ-ZevLhA/s400/photo%25289%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390509520375138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE and BELOW: Here is what's cool about the Poker Run-- you "win" one free thing after you finish. The better your hand of cards, the better your prize!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgnWAVIyM6Q/TzvUaTs4S7I/AAAAAAAAA2A/FQXvH3BwqSk/s1600/photo%252810%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NgnWAVIyM6Q/TzvUaTs4S7I/AAAAAAAAA2A/FQXvH3BwqSk/s400/photo%252810%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390501052435378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YxwHtQPHO74/TzvUaDurEgI/AAAAAAAAA1w/BAEgr_cA1_s/s1600/photo%252811%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POXA7TDPZTo/TzvUZ7iRVeI/AAAAAAAAA1k/HJAhm8w-UCg/s1600/photo%252812%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-POXA7TDPZTo/TzvUZ7iRVeI/AAAAAAAAA1k/HJAhm8w-UCg/s400/photo%252812%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709390494565488098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: My new running pants which I won!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whXGZ-AP6Tg/TzvUZvvE3QI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/09gmdK1P5I8/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-2965668893975832966?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/2965668893975832966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2012/02/poker-run-wind-chill-of-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2965668893975832966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2965668893975832966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2012/02/poker-run-wind-chill-of-3.html' title='Poker Run-- wind chill of 3°'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBDnByb1pG0/TzvUzhU_HLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/9nDeYWk8OeA/s72-c/photo%25287%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-5676061340177865779</id><published>2012-01-29T14:10:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T15:30:25.338-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chubby Checker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa'/><title type='text'>Twisting... with Chubby Checker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Saz9FhT2Cs0/TyWn2XD_FPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/nWA4iW2l_Xk/s1600/photo%252825%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Saz9FhT2Cs0/TyWn2XD_FPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/nWA4iW2l_Xk/s400/photo%252825%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703149055480108274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Justin Wilfon, Deana Silk, and myself  "twisting" with Chubby Checker on 2NEWS Midday.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look back some day at the coolest moments of my career, dancing with Chubby Checker will rival anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous Chubby Checker stopped by KJRH earlier this month as he was in town for a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're too young to know who is he is, click&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbK0C9AYMd8"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; for his 1950s classic, "The Twist." He's one of the biggest names in the history of early rock-n-roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chubby Checker is a delight! You quickly get the feel that he's an old friend. He even knew my name and approached me after watching one of my weathercasts... wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview on "2NEWS Midday", the now 70-something year old legend spoke of his career and the lasting impression that his most famous song, "The Twist" had on America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a dance that anyone can do, at any age," he told us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the interview, "The Twist" played from the loud speaker, and we all joined in dancing. (Had I known my feet would be on TV, I probably wouldn't have worn my usual tennis shoes...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Chubby Checker, for being you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: After the interview, Chubby Checker handed me his cell phone! He wanted me to take a pic of he and Deana together.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxZHw7WS27w/TyWn2C3w_dI/AAAAAAAAA1A/rUf1_7uhPFM/s1600/photo%252824%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxZHw7WS27w/TyWn2C3w_dI/AAAAAAAAA1A/rUf1_7uhPFM/s400/photo%252824%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703149050060144082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-5676061340177865779?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/5676061340177865779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2012/01/twisting-with-chubby-checker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5676061340177865779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5676061340177865779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2012/01/twisting-with-chubby-checker.html' title='Twisting... with Chubby Checker!'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Saz9FhT2Cs0/TyWn2XD_FPI/AAAAAAAAA1M/nWA4iW2l_Xk/s72-c/photo%252825%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6755516693048781899</id><published>2012-01-28T20:35:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T15:29:55.884-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Runners World'/><title type='text'>Cowabunga dude! Saturday morning run with Runner's World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w8u8s4X17Yo/TyS4TmUR8JI/AAAAAAAAAzo/HS35THFmDMY/s1600/photo%252827%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w8u8s4X17Yo/TyS4TmUR8JI/AAAAAAAAAzo/HS35THFmDMY/s400/photo%252827%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702885675000524946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Turtle Trotters-- not to be confused with my Blazing Turtles group. Turtle power!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran my second longest distance ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waking up early on Saturday mornings this month to "try something new" just because I can now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was promoted to a Monday thru Friday job at the beginning of the year after  Julie Chin decided to retire from TV weather at Channel 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  love my job and working at KJRH, but after  working weekends for 10 years in Tulsa, a new beginning felt welcome. I always looked forward to working the popular weekend morning show, but personally I felt like I missed out on zillions of outdoor weekend opportunities. So new year, new adventures every  week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning's new journey: joining a&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworldtulsa.com/"&gt; Runner's World&lt;/a&gt; marathon training run. I found out about the run while surfing the Internet looking for new outdoor stuff to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  large group, several hundred folks gathered on the clear, cold morning  along the Arkansas River. Today's run was a 5 miler. The distances and  courses vary weekly.  (The running groups are free and open to the public. Click &lt;a href="http://www.runnersworldtulsa.com/Training.asp?activetab=3"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for their schedule.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the run, group leaders held up signs marking the pace that each group would run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  joined a group called "Blazing Turtles" which ran a 10-11 minute  per mile average. That's a doable pace for me, maybe a tad slower than I usually run. But I'm not  used to running five miles either!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also learned that it's a big deal for runners to bond with other runners in their group, improve their performance and even work up to a faster group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few announcements, the  fastest group left first. The age range of my group averaged 30 to 50  years old, though I met a 13-year old who was running with her Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  run felt awesome! The morning air, the quiet environment, healthy living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group run was my first since  high school!   I usually run a few miles alone on occasion, so this was a  nice change. I think adrenaline set in too as I wanted to run faster  with a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runner's World provided water stops along the way  and even snacks at the finish line-- pretty impressive for a free  "training" event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt great after running just over five miles  which marks only the second time that I've run that far in my life.   (I'm usually on a bicycle!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another goal blossomed for this year: Run in a Tulsa event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never run in any event before, not even a 5K! (as running events are scheduled on weekend mornings when I used to work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Runner's World-- I had fun. I feel awesome, and I'll be back. Great way to start a weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: A large group met at River West Park for an 8am run. Runner's World even provided water and yummy snacks with icing! 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Saturday morning run with Runner&apos;s World'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w8u8s4X17Yo/TyS4TmUR8JI/AAAAAAAAAzo/HS35THFmDMY/s72-c/photo%252827%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-2168071820412857639</id><published>2012-01-20T08:23:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T11:36:07.384-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa Audubon Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenks High School Ornithology Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arkansas River'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bald eagles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helmerich Park'/><title type='text'>Eagle watching in Tulsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P31jIZ8BMEs/Tx1rBXC6aDI/AAAAAAAAAy4/wu3ngu2XhXU/s1600/paul1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P31jIZ8BMEs/Tx1rBXC6aDI/AAAAAAAAAy4/wu3ngu2XhXU/s400/paul1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700830374431189042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSmJF8NxAWk/TxmmuYdDK8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/nHUkZ0HgHkE/s1600/eagle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSmJF8NxAWk/TxmmuYdDK8I/AAAAAAAAAxw/nHUkZ0HgHkE/s400/eagle2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770119182560194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvhp7E7LfgY/TxmmurgUIKI/AAAAAAAAAx4/IgJ-zx4yuwM/s1600/eagle3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvhp7E7LfgY/TxmmurgUIKI/AAAAAAAAAx4/IgJ-zx4yuwM/s400/eagle3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770124296528034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Paul Orosco took these pictures of a bald eagle taking flight just south of Tulsa near Morris, OK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I woke up before church time on a Sunday morning to eagle watch along the river-- I saw two of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  Tulsa Audubon Society partnered with the Jenks High School Ornithology Club during "Eagle Days" on January 14th and 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group set up high-powered binoculars for the public along the Arkansas River for eagle viewing. I smiled, watching folks bringing their children and grand kids to the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked at Helmerich Park located south of 71st and Riverside and followed the signs to the watch group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small crowd gathered that morning, and we quickly spotted a pair of eagles nesting across the river. It's one of the few times I have knowingly see an eagle in the wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched them soar across the river and return with fresh critters for breakfast. Through the binoculars we watched the birds interact in the nest-- my first time to see nesting eagles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLMnmm65yY8/TxmmzTikadI/AAAAAAAAAyg/eJkhdywAlZ4/s1600/map.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLMnmm65yY8/TxmmzTikadI/AAAAAAAAAyg/eJkhdywAlZ4/s400/map.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770203762878930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: The purple pin shows the location of the eagle's nest. We viewed it from the walking trail along the east side of the river. Another nest is across from 41st and Riverside.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their nest appeared huge even from across the river!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eagles made their home in a tree top, probably 100 feet above the ground on the west side of the Arkansas River in a tree grove. We were located about a half-mile away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I learned that day from the Tulsa Audubon Society:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bald eagles stand over 3 feet tall and weigh more than 10 pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Their wingspan is the width of a car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They can fly 100mph!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eagles are seen together as mating pairs, and they remain with their partner for life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At a glance, the female and male look the same. However, the female is larger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They may have more than one nest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nests are usually found in tree tops near lakes and rivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And their nest may weigh 2,000 lbs!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eagles are most active in the morning and during the winter in Oklahoma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since 1990, eagles have grown from zero to 90 known nests in Oklahoma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in wildlife, then I encourage you to make friends with the Tulsa Audubon Society: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.tulsaaudubon.org,"&gt;www.tulsaaudubon.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never seen an eagle before, check out their calendar for future events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Follow the signs set up that morning at Helmerich Park for eagle watching... The Tulsa Audubon Society set up high-powered binoculars for anyone to view the eagles... The bottom pic is a KJRH viewer pic of a pair of eagles along Avery Drive in west Tulsa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ9pYkzfBwU/Txmmzst8kLI/AAAAAAAAAys/UllnuePXBd4/s1600/sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJ9pYkzfBwU/Txmmzst8kLI/AAAAAAAAAys/UllnuePXBd4/s400/sign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770210521485490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XqKV29rhXAw/TxmmvFNwOTI/AAAAAAAAAyU/AoGUiuIs9lU/s1600/group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XqKV29rhXAw/TxmmvFNwOTI/AAAAAAAAAyU/AoGUiuIs9lU/s400/group.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770131197999410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3y2a37thaM/TxmmujAK10I/AAAAAAAAAyM/qxnFvOlfYXE/s1600/group2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3y2a37thaM/TxmmujAK10I/AAAAAAAAAyM/qxnFvOlfYXE/s400/group2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770122014218050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSr2O0K-yAQ/TxmmuPDARdI/AAAAAAAAAxk/D5FtYJz6p_U/s1600/avery.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSr2O0K-yAQ/TxmmuPDARdI/AAAAAAAAAxk/D5FtYJz6p_U/s400/avery.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699770116657399250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-2168071820412857639?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/2168071820412857639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2012/01/eagle-watching-in-tulsa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2168071820412857639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2168071820412857639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2012/01/eagle-watching-in-tulsa.html' title='Eagle watching in Tulsa'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P31jIZ8BMEs/Tx1rBXC6aDI/AAAAAAAAAy4/wu3ngu2XhXU/s72-c/paul1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7237294592349639602</id><published>2011-12-21T21:35:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:44:42.320-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Channel 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julie Chin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KJRH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2NEWS'/><title type='text'>Julie Chin :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7V_44520uw/TvKgkEoa-qI/AAAAAAAAAxE/8Nw-X9-BSNY/s1600/IMG_1690.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7V_44520uw/TvKgkEoa-qI/AAAAAAAAAxE/8Nw-X9-BSNY/s400/IMG_1690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688785820901374626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Covering severe weather-- at 1:30am. The KJRH 2 Works for You weather team in 2008. George Flickinger (me), Julie Chin, George Waldenberger, Dan Threlkeld)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it when Julie Chin told us she was leaving TV. But at the same time I understood and wasn't surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She informed us of her decision a while back. Her eyes filled with emotion. Mine did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as a 9-5 job in TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie's morning schedule is probably the most brutal. Wake up at 2 something in the morning for a 10 hour shift. She doesn't "get credit" from viewers for coming into work at 2:30am. Be ready for lights, camera, action by 4:57am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always the first one in and the last one out on the morning shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why arrive so early? It takes about two hours to make a forecast and prepare the data for the newscast.  KJRH doesn't hire someone to do that work either as to a meteorologist, that's like  someone else doing your homework.  There are no "talking heads" in the  weather department at KJRH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If storms are on the radar, her alarm clock goes off earlier-- she arrives at work at 1:30am.  Even going to bed at 7pm, that's less than 6 hours of sleep. If it's raining several days in a row, then wow! Lots of extra hours if the weather lives up to Oklahoma standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie never cut corners behind the  scenes either. Better than anyone else in town she researched local  events for specific forecasts,  planned out exactly what graphics to show  and why, searched for ways to  engage the viewer on each individual  weathercast. And she did it all  with her signature smile and natural  enthusiasm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, everyone requests Julie! She loves her school talks, hosting duties, volunteering and public appearances. She will continue to be a community pillar after her broadcast career is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFLIiU-jqqg/TvKgkNB5K4I/AAAAAAAAAw0/exet7D_71fA/s1600/IMG_1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFLIiU-jqqg/TvKgkNB5K4I/AAAAAAAAAw0/exet7D_71fA/s400/IMG_1229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688785823155694466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4ErZjhbHos/TvLGpGmJEuI/AAAAAAAAAxY/wfgUFm6bNwk/s1600/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4ErZjhbHos/TvLGpGmJEuI/AAAAAAAAAxY/wfgUFm6bNwk/s400/IMG_1260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688827688769884898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7e4dd89cc63e40d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e4dd89cc63e40d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333583358%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D454D139AAC1DD42D96B4526B973D8C84300433A7.47F7EDD6E6FEF28F1E18572FC6050313EE99BDA6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e4dd89cc63e40d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoIdmKCbaH9F73gpxNK1LoMKQVec&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e4dd89cc63e40d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333583358%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D454D139AAC1DD42D96B4526B973D8C84300433A7.47F7EDD6E6FEF28F1E18572FC6050313EE99BDA6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e4dd89cc63e40d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoIdmKCbaH9F73gpxNK1LoMKQVec&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Julie Chin (w Jason Grubbs) at one of her zillion events. From the Sand Springs Soap Box Derby. Check out the video! I strapped a camera to mini-Storm Chaser 2 to record Julie racing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie survived Tulsa TV for 9 years, and she did the job better than anyone. Need proof? Look at the results-- KJRH has grown to its highest morning ratings ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Julie has future job plans, she hasn't told us what they are. She and her husband are staying in town, that's all she's saying for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a spokesperson? Hire her. Need a face for your Tulsa company? She's your woman. She'll learn your business plan better than you know it yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KJRH would, of course, love her to stay on as a meteorologist, but she's too good! Her best days are ahead of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Julie might be smarter than the rest of us too-- she's now putting her life and her family first! (How fun of a Mom will she be?!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you, friend. After you catch up on some sleep, I'll see you around town. I bet you'll be smiling too, Jules! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELOW: What you didn't see on TV--  Julie tucks her microphone pack out of sight into her sock, and she's two phone books tall! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJRLH-Jbc-w/TvKeO-gTzcI/AAAAAAAAAwE/sDdKI02qaIc/s1600/photo%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJRLH-Jbc-w/TvKeO-gTzcI/AAAAAAAAAwE/sDdKI02qaIc/s400/photo%25281%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688783259456228802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7237294592349639602?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7237294592349639602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/12/julie-chin.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7237294592349639602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7237294592349639602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/12/julie-chin.html' title='Julie Chin :)'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7V_44520uw/TvKgkEoa-qI/AAAAAAAAAxE/8Nw-X9-BSNY/s72-c/IMG_1690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-5881337858997057493</id><published>2011-12-17T19:26:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T19:57:27.312-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunar eclipse'/><title type='text'>Lunar eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jL6-kjoKO8Q/Tu1HEMRsuFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/RFXUCtU1IL0/s1600/eclipse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jL6-kjoKO8Q/Tu1HEMRsuFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/RFXUCtU1IL0/s400/eclipse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687280041779312722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: photo courtesy, Mike O'Neal in Sperry.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecx926040221-14122011"&gt;One of the best job perks is KJRH viewers sharing their pictures with us. Our meteorologists then get to broadcast those pictures to you during our weathercasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecx926040221-14122011"&gt;This picture of the moon really  caught my eye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="ecx926040221-14122011"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Last weekend a lunar eclipse was visible just before sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of December 10, 2011 the Earth cast a shadow on the moon. A lunar eclipse occurs when the Earth is positioned and nearly  perfectly aligned between the sun and the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering why the moon turns an orange-red color, it's due to the effects of Earth's atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the physical body of Earth lies in the path of the sun during a lunar eclipse, the Earth's atmosphere "sticks out" from the planet. The sunlight passes through the atmosphere scattering the light, making the light somewhat opaque. Earth creates an a orange-red shadow on the moon as a result.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="ecx926040221-14122011"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enjoy this picture from Mike O'Neal  in Sperry took this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-5881337858997057493?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/5881337858997057493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/12/lunar-eclipse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5881337858997057493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5881337858997057493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/12/lunar-eclipse.html' title='Lunar eclipse'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jL6-kjoKO8Q/Tu1HEMRsuFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/RFXUCtU1IL0/s72-c/eclipse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-2751558626159444503</id><published>2011-11-16T13:32:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T14:29:20.188-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Channel 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Flickinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://thechive.com/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www.reddit.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KJRH'/><title type='text'>Going "Viral": that wasp picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc6iPLFQg2Y/TsQS0kqgQAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/xxfM6_Lp6Yc/s1600/8824_1143055781337_1375759392_30355267_7752480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkkqCCkuMDY/TsQS0qjt8DI/AAAAAAAAAvs/hP9xkvuQ6fI/s1600/EVERYONE%2521%2BSTAY%2BINSIDE%2BYOUR%2BHOMES%2521%2B-%2BImgur%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkkqCCkuMDY/TsQS0qjt8DI/AAAAAAAAAvs/hP9xkvuQ6fI/s400/EVERYONE%2521%2BSTAY%2BINSIDE%2BYOUR%2BHOMES%2521%2B-%2BImgur%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675682126380265522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;(ABOVE: my 15 minutes of fame... forever on the Internet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have probably been forwarded emails of funny pictures before, right? How about seeing  yourself in one of the pictures-- that's happening to me  daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;The wasp picture on the  page was viewed over 600,000 times in one week on &lt;a href="http://imgur.com/7F9MJ"&gt;one web site&lt;/a&gt; alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt; Most folks don't  know or care who I am, it's just a funny pic of a wasp and a  weatherman. It makes me laugh too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;Here's what  happened-- last month a wasp flew into the camera shot during a "2NEWS Midday"  newscast. The camera is located atop the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BOK&lt;/span&gt; building in downtown Tulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've  seen wasps and other critters a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;zillion times before on camera, and I didn't think it  was a big deal when the critter flew into the shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt; But I had fun with  it, "Take cover Tulsa!!", I laughed on air! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else thought  it was funny too and snapped a picture of their TV. I don't know who started forwarding the picture. One month later, the picture  "went viral" on the Internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several web sites including: &lt;a href="http://www.reddit.com/"&gt;http://www.reddit.com/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thechive.com/"&gt;http://thechive.com/&lt;/a&gt; picked it up. The picture went from a few hundred to 500,000 views in 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I updated my personal Facebook page to the picture-- why not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;Glad I made someone  smile... I don't have choice either, I do BEElieve it's out there forever! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;(BELOW: I took this pic a few years ago in downtown Tulsa. The wasp picture was taken from a camera over the 52&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; floor of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BOK&lt;/span&gt; building in the background.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc6iPLFQg2Y/TsQS0kqgQAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/xxfM6_Lp6Yc/s1600/8824_1143055781337_1375759392_30355267_7752480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc6iPLFQg2Y/TsQS0kqgQAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/xxfM6_Lp6Yc/s400/8824_1143055781337_1375759392_30355267_7752480_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675682124798115842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234372917-16112011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-2751558626159444503?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/2751558626159444503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/11/going-viral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2751558626159444503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2751558626159444503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/11/going-viral.html' title='Going &quot;Viral&quot;: that wasp picture'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkkqCCkuMDY/TsQS0qjt8DI/AAAAAAAAAvs/hP9xkvuQ6fI/s72-c/EVERYONE%2521%2BSTAY%2BINSIDE%2BYOUR%2BHOMES%2521%2B-%2BImgur%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-129338157652987556</id><published>2011-10-19T23:05:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T10:32:03.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race the Rail Watonga bicycle train 2011'/><title type='text'>My results from 2011 Race the Rail, Watonga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zU3XpNdouo/Tp-kVh9R73I/AAAAAAAAAtU/N8p_aT7KmoU/s1600/train.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s7sxZveakGY/Tp-fGEOb24I/AAAAAAAAAtI/hHl7lDqNE4A/s1600/trophies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s7sxZveakGY/Tp-fGEOb24I/AAAAAAAAAtI/hHl7lDqNE4A/s400/trophies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421782817692546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Beat a train, win a trophy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are my results from "Race the Rail" 2011 in Watonga, Oklahoma. Click &lt;a href="http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/10/bicycle-vs-train-race-rail.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read a description of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  wind was the huge story of this year's race. I don't think I've ever cycled on  such a windy day! Cyclists were faced with a south wind of 25-40mph.   And of course when you are pedaling into the wind, that makes the  resulting net wind speed worse. My face was red and raw from wind  burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Utzr4Rsb4jo/Tp-e_xQ95YI/AAAAAAAAAsk/AY0lO3sB-XI/s1600/sean.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Utzr4Rsb4jo/Tp-e_xQ95YI/AAAAAAAAAsk/AY0lO3sB-XI/s400/sean.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421674648823170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Sean Orta from Bartlesville  led our group. I could only keep pace with him for the first 6 miles.  BELOW: Race the Rail nearly became Race the Rain!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MWNmoQopkr0/Tp-e_pe_tvI/AAAAAAAAAsU/6emOJYrNSyc/s1600/radar.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MWNmoQopkr0/Tp-e_pe_tvI/AAAAAAAAAsU/6emOJYrNSyc/s400/radar.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421672560178930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to average about 20mph over 32 miles to beat the train, and I  thought I had zero chance after the half way point.  My average speed was only 13mph at mile 16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began the race with a group of eight cyclists, but  I couldn't even hold 15mph with them due to the wind. I got dropped from the group, and my speed  dipped to only 11mph riding solo. I caught on with the next group which rode about  14mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the same wind which killed us rewarded us on the  return trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a chance to beat the train, I knew I needed to  average a ridiculous pace of near 30mph for the last half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  what happened? I averaged 30.3mph and I beat the train by only 50  yards! I was the second to last person who beat the train. I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm00gMr51Bw/Tp-epid1YsI/AAAAAAAAArY/MhXw2wngSM0/s1600/finish%2Bline.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pm00gMr51Bw/Tp-epid1YsI/AAAAAAAAArY/MhXw2wngSM0/s400/finish%2Bline.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421292719137474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: More pictures and results. Note: the bar graph of my average speed tells the story: 13mph going south, 30.3mph going north!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_52Vf6Tfbk4/Tp-eqX9L-sI/AAAAAAAAAr0/scrSPPAANs4/s1600/graph.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_52Vf6Tfbk4/Tp-eqX9L-sI/AAAAAAAAAr0/scrSPPAANs4/s400/graph.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421307077720770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nnywpbvHRg/Tp-fAblbjEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GUGJxqk8er0/s1600/speedo.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CfGX47DGwc8/Tp-e_HA6rsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/3AeKJcAmmgk/s1600/racing.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CfGX47DGwc8/Tp-e_HA6rsI/AAAAAAAAAsM/3AeKJcAmmgk/s400/racing.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421663307214530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uHD4DzKs7Sw/Tp-erPvRz9I/AAAAAAAAAsA/8GT4nAplpjY/s1600/map.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uHD4DzKs7Sw/Tp-erPvRz9I/AAAAAAAAAsA/8GT4nAplpjY/s400/map.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421322051768274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nnywpbvHRg/Tp-fAblbjEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GUGJxqk8er0/s1600/speedo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1nnywpbvHRg/Tp-fAblbjEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GUGJxqk8er0/s400/speedo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421686008941634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zU3XpNdouo/Tp-kVh9R73I/AAAAAAAAAtU/N8p_aT7KmoU/s1600/train.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zU3XpNdouo/Tp-kVh9R73I/AAAAAAAAAtU/N8p_aT7KmoU/s400/train.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665427546054979442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_52Vf6Tfbk4/Tp-eqX9L-sI/AAAAAAAAAr0/scrSPPAANs4/s1600/graph.PNG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IL34-c2VIUw/Tp-epo6l5iI/AAAAAAAAArQ/e0fjF-0Vzas/s1600/3%2Bwinners.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IL34-c2VIUw/Tp-epo6l5iI/AAAAAAAAArQ/e0fjF-0Vzas/s400/3%2Bwinners.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421294450370082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r_Hp_fnI6v8/Tp-fBNIDsTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/3kckMV83i0c/s1600/train%2Bwinners1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r_Hp_fnI6v8/Tp-fBNIDsTI/AAAAAAAAAs8/3kckMV83i0c/s400/train%2Bwinners1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421699307516210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHwVS6vn0y0/Tp-ep2k7_JI/AAAAAAAAAro/C83jyUF4H64/s1600/george%2Bwinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHwVS6vn0y0/Tp-ep2k7_JI/AAAAAAAAAro/C83jyUF4H64/s400/george%2Bwinner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665421298117639314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-129338157652987556?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/129338157652987556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/10/results-from-race-rail-watonga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/129338157652987556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/129338157652987556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/10/results-from-race-rail-watonga.html' title='My results from 2011 Race the Rail, Watonga'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s7sxZveakGY/Tp-fGEOb24I/AAAAAAAAAtI/hHl7lDqNE4A/s72-c/trophies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-3809390405677755449</id><published>2011-10-03T22:47:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T11:04:08.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheese Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicycle vs train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race the Rail'/><title type='text'>Bicycle vs Train: Race the Rail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QekVuGfgAs/Top5dCmvo0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/iD1LHYwoFGw/s1600/train%2Bwinners.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659469421566993218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QekVuGfgAs/Top5dCmvo0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/iD1LHYwoFGw/s400/train%2Bwinners.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;(ABOVE: I stole this photo from the Race the Rail page. These cyclists defeated the train last year.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm signed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, October 8, I will purposely race a train on my bicycle. And I'm paying $30 to do it. Sound fun?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second annual "Race the Rail" in Watonga, Oklahoma (taking place during their well-known "Watonga Cheese Festival") will easily be the most unique bicycle event I've entered. Cyclists will try to beat a slow-moving train in a race from Watonga to Geary then back to Watonga. While the bikes loop to Geary and back, the train travels half that distance, making one trip from Geary to Watonga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it works: Cyclists begin in Watonga. Then ride southward for 16.5 miles to Geary. The bikes will circle Main Street in Geary then head back northward to Watonga. The total bike distance is 16.5 x 2= 33 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the fun part: at the same time bicycles leave Watonga, a train departs Geary. The train will slowly choo-choo to Watonga along the railroad tracks which parallel the bike route. The total train distance is 16.5 miles. The train is supposed to travel 10mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth-grade math tells me that I'll need to average a smidge over 20mph to beat the train. It's a simple win/lose race back to Watonga. You either beat the train or you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G8jheK9hp_w/Top_UZx3bvI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3C4wYCu1RZk/s1600/watonga.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659475870238600946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G8jheK9hp_w/Top_UZx3bvI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3C4wYCu1RZk/s400/watonga.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7iD3TKXQ5q0/Top_UBAKRiI/AAAAAAAAAqw/wIMo-9MI5kc/s1600/photo%252816%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659475863587669538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7iD3TKXQ5q0/Top_UBAKRiI/AAAAAAAAAqw/wIMo-9MI5kc/s400/photo%252816%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: Cyclists ride 33 miles: from Watonga to Geary and back to Watonga. The train makes one 16.5 mile trip: from Geary to Watonga.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A problem for me is that I may not be fast enough! I average a respectable 18mph when I ride long distances alone, but I need to pedal at least 20mph. I've never held 20mph for 33 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a chance I'll need to ride smartly and join a peloton. (a fast moving, closely clustered group of bicyclers) Pelotons ride about 10-20% faster than solo efforts. The pace depends on the size of a group, the course and especially the wind. I'll need to hold my own so I don't get dropped from the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWfi8JoRXEQ/ToqAacBobQI/AAAAAAAAArA/7Jy0JLWnkKg/s1600/photo%252817%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659477073432440066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWfi8JoRXEQ/ToqAacBobQI/AAAAAAAAArA/7Jy0JLWnkKg/s400/photo%252817%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(I rode as fast as I could. I averaged 18.6mph on this short training ride-- that's too slow to beat a train.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other potential issues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if I flat tire, I'm out of the race&lt;br /&gt;-no time for a rest stop&lt;br /&gt;-mechanical trouble, no chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two other things I'll think about: I'll first pass the train about 8 miles into the race as it choo-choos the other way toward Watonga-- I'll calculate in my head whether I need to adjust my pace. It's possible the train could be slightly slower or faster than 10mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And near the end of the race, I'll see the train in the distance, and I bet adrenaline will kick in and help me catch it. Should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... the weather forecast is "scattered thunderstorms" for Saturday morning. Wifey and me might storm chase after the race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(BELOW: Here's a low quality screen grab. These are railroad spike trophies for the winners. One would look good on our mantle...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9H5axq5XyDE/ToqCzPGNyXI/AAAAAAAAArI/dT-Kq6C7cc4/s1600/photo%252818%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659479698481990002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9H5axq5XyDE/ToqCzPGNyXI/AAAAAAAAArI/dT-Kq6C7cc4/s400/photo%252818%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-3809390405677755449?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/3809390405677755449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/10/bicycle-vs-train-race-rail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3809390405677755449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3809390405677755449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/10/bicycle-vs-train-race-rail.html' title='Bicycle vs Train: Race the Rail'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QekVuGfgAs/Top5dCmvo0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/iD1LHYwoFGw/s72-c/train%2Bwinners.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-5279015462672239311</id><published>2011-09-20T21:04:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:58:51.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkey Mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elwood'/><title type='text'>50mph: Breaking the speed limit on a bicycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CD8yx_SQwTA/TnqQFW3u4vI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/1hpCwUfJGUg/s1600/7.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CD8yx_SQwTA/TnqQFW3u4vI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/1hpCwUfJGUg/s400/7.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654990703830164210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;(ABOVE: Speed limit 40mph? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of the steepest paved roads that you'll find anywhere is right here within the city limits of Tulsa. I took advantage of it and zoomed to my fastest speed ever on a bicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" class="ecx458441216-20092011"  &gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Previously, 47mph was my all-time top speed. I reached that speed three years ago on a down hill during the Tulsa Tough. I got competitive and was "being a boy" as I raced a friend. I haven't been close to that speed since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-avMJ5hc0HGo/TnqQFrcHnbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/i_xfEUrcm_c/s1600/map.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-avMJ5hc0HGo/TnqQFrcHnbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/i_xfEUrcm_c/s400/map.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654990709351488946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;(ABOVE: The huge hill is near mile 12 of my ride along Elwood Drive.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elwood Drive between 61st and 71st features a sudden downhill plunge from Turkey Mountain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;Topography maps show a short, steep 200 foot drop in less than a quarter of a mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt; You very much get a "falling off the edge of the world" feeling if you drive it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;The opportunity  was perfect to try Elwood hill on a quiet September morning: sunshine, no wind, and barely any traffic at 9:30am. The road is smooth and straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to race to the bottom I first needed to climb to the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out of Turkey Mountain park and headed north toward the hill's increasing slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On approach the hill appeared to rise straight up. The increasing slope added weight. Each pedal stroke proved a deliberate effort. I felt like I was pulling a car with my bike. I was tempted to walk it, but I had to keep going. I would roll backward if I slowed down or tried to get off the bike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0mxrgq-c34/TnqQEsWSbDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/I4n8fU718Nw/s1600/4.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0mxrgq-c34/TnqQEsWSbDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/I4n8fU718Nw/s400/4.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654990692415597618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Near 5% where I'm standing the Elwood/Turkey Mountain hill rapidly increases to 20% grade for about 150 feet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cranked up the hill at a walking pace in my easiest gear. The worst of the climb thankfully stretched only 0.1 miles. I wouldn't have made it much  longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached the top of Elwood/Turkey Mountain with my lungs on fire. I collapsed on a giant rock to catch my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my GPS: near 20% grade!  I smiled as I set a new personal climbing record easily surpassing my previous mark of a 15% grade. I learned that 20% is near  impossible, but I made it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt; For  comparison, that's nearly twice as steep as Yale Avenue between 81st and 91st in  South Tulsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;Now for the fun part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogltcJjrPNw/TnqQFLR5ThI/AAAAAAAAAqI/A8b_kXeC3vk/s1600/5.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogltcJjrPNw/TnqQFLR5ThI/AAAAAAAAAqI/A8b_kXeC3vk/s400/5.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654990700718673426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Looking southward, I waited for the few cars to clear before zooming down. The edge of the hill comes quickly.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first double checked my  bike: brakes good, wheels straight, tires clean. And helmet snug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;I waited until no  cars were visible. With the road clear I positioned my bike in the middle of the road, snapped into my pedals, and pointed my  front tire straight down. I released the brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My bicycle rapidly  accelerated without pedaling. I tucked into a ball to reduce resistance. Within seconds: 20mph, 30mph, 35mph....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my eyes off the speedometer  to concentrate on the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I steered in a perfect line nearly down the center of the empty road.  Completely focused and perfectly smooth and very fast. &lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thunderous river of air rushed through my helmet-- try lowering your car window at freeway speed for comparison. The scenery zoomed past me at what seemed like light speed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;I whooshed past the Turkey Mountain park entrance in violation of the speed limit. I knew I was well north of 40mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hill flattened, and I braked gradually at first. I glanced down at my speedometer as it dropped below 30mph. It took a while  to slow down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast did I go? I checked the GPS in my pocket: 49.53mph. Wow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="ecx458441216-20092011"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan  to break this personal record again, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wifey&lt;/span&gt; might kill me before any bicycle would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZW1Geej3Y4/TnqQFwJyIYI/AAAAAAAAAqg/O-u6WFqHXtE/s1600/speedo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZW1Geej3Y4/TnqQFwJyIYI/AAAAAAAAAqg/O-u6WFqHXtE/s400/speedo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654990710616760706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-5279015462672239311?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/5279015462672239311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/50mph-breaking-speed-limit-on-bicycle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5279015462672239311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5279015462672239311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/50mph-breaking-speed-limit-on-bicycle.html' title='50mph: Breaking the speed limit on a bicycle'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CD8yx_SQwTA/TnqQFW3u4vI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/1hpCwUfJGUg/s72-c/7.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-5536936577677117769</id><published>2011-09-12T15:25:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T18:49:06.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Westies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Highland White Terriers'/><title type='text'>Gracie dog escapes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8JV8LNa6z6g/Tm50BrLYIiI/AAAAAAAAApY/xWZddWngpEI/s1600/photo%252814%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 384px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651582154515685922" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8JV8LNa6z6g/Tm50BrLYIiI/AAAAAAAAApY/xWZddWngpEI/s400/photo%252814%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: After she was recaptured. Gracie cooling down her tummy on the cold bathroom tile.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracie dog is a bad dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the only one of our doggies who will bolt for the door when there's a chance for freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she gets out the door, she runs. And keeps going. For a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She escaped on a 90 degree day when her Daddy was taking out the trash. The 30 seconds it took me to walk the trash to the curb gave her a good head start.  She zoomed past me and made good progress toward Canada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chased her.  And that's just what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes the chasing game, and I fell for it. She played me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgRI1ZXuZjU/Tm50B5FZg6I/AAAAAAAAApg/QHC_2SDa-kc/s1600/photo%252813%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 265px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651582158248706978" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgRI1ZXuZjU/Tm50B5FZg6I/AAAAAAAAApg/QHC_2SDa-kc/s400/photo%252813%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Despite the clouds, afternoon temperatures in the 90s during the chase.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ran across the street. To the neighbor's yard. Then back across the street. Down the street. Into the field. Then back into the neighborhood. Across the street again. Another neighbor's yard. Then the other way down the street. Repeat the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Daddy chasing Gracie" game carried on for about 20 minutes. She never let me get within ten feet of her. She was smart enough to not let me corner her. She was slowing down though as the heat got to the bad little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she headed toward a maroon Volvo parked at the end of the street. This car was a stranger to the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lueLFzo4QAA/Tm50B5R_61I/AAAAAAAAApo/g_DzSSP4m60/s1600/photo%252812%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 261px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651582158301555538" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lueLFzo4QAA/Tm50B5R_61I/AAAAAAAAApo/g_DzSSP4m60/s400/photo%252812%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie ran around to the other side of the car. The next thing I knew, Gracie was staring at me through the passenger side glass! A white, shedding dog on fancy, black leather seats. Oops... Panting heavily, her long pink tongue drooped toward her front paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked around to the driver's side, and the door was standing open. No one else was around. Someone had left the door wide open, and Gracie invited herself in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Do I enter the car?! I looked around and saw no one. No witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just couldn't leave Gracie dog in the passenger seat... let's make a quick dog nabbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crawled in and slid across the fancy leather driver's seat. The steering wheel and shifter were in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to pull out the bad dog, but she didn't wanna! She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appeared&lt;/span&gt; to be quite comfortable and ready for a car ride. She was too tired to resist me as I scooped her up. I received doggie kisses for my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: The car door and Gracie dog as I found them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BAm6dZlodeQ/Tm50CI75EmI/AAAAAAAAApw/MurcQY3CW80/s1600/photo%252811%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 244px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651582162503799394" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BAm6dZlodeQ/Tm50CI75EmI/AAAAAAAAApw/MurcQY3CW80/s400/photo%252811%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ9UYvoLn5g/Tm50Ce8sayI/AAAAAAAAAp4/56PYU6hnUls/s1600/photo%252810%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 295px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651582168412744482" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ9UYvoLn5g/Tm50Ce8sayI/AAAAAAAAAp4/56PYU6hnUls/s400/photo%252810%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know who owns that Volvo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see anyone come out to claim it. Hours later the door remained open as obviously the driver forgot to close it for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Volvo disappeared the next day. I haven't seen it since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should apologize or tell someone, but who do I tell? I don't know which house the car belonged to?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, the driver is probably wondering where the white hair and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt; kisses in the window came from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-5536936577677117769?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/5536936577677117769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/gracie-dog-escapes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5536936577677117769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5536936577677117769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/gracie-dog-escapes.html' title='Gracie dog escapes!'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8JV8LNa6z6g/Tm50BrLYIiI/AAAAAAAAApY/xWZddWngpEI/s72-c/photo%252814%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-5341604227992533236</id><published>2011-09-09T00:42:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T18:32:34.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Lakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa Bicycle Club'/><title type='text'>a surprising Tulsa to Orange connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOJ8pdyiMJY/TmovBh35E8I/AAAAAAAAApI/LpadkcThwLM/s1600/photo%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UseBD5b48sE/TmouYNQCC0I/AAAAAAAAAo4/UzeLrPzSalc/s1600/photo.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UseBD5b48sE/TmouYNQCC0I/AAAAAAAAAo4/UzeLrPzSalc/s400/photo.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650379675898350402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzN-0ee-6UA/TmouXkLHv-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/Wv8GWwGjuus/s1600/photo%25286%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzN-0ee-6UA/TmouXkLHv-I/AAAAAAAAAoo/Wv8GWwGjuus/s400/photo%25286%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650379664871899106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ioepgZVHWk/TmoypqBQYtI/AAAAAAAAApQ/yCIJU_QG2is/s1600/photo%25289%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ioepgZVHWk/TmoypqBQYtI/AAAAAAAAApQ/yCIJU_QG2is/s400/photo%25289%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650384373725291218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YI_r3WCnEGg/TmouXJodtCI/AAAAAAAAAoY/rRjdUH7vdmE/s1600/photo%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YI_r3WCnEGg/TmouXJodtCI/AAAAAAAAAoY/rRjdUH7vdmE/s400/photo%25285%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650379657747215394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: a normal ride to South Lakes Golf Course in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jenks&lt;/span&gt; proved unforgettable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a, "Wow, it's a small world!" moment on my Thursday morning bike ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I rode with the Tulsa Bicycle Club for a regular 30 mile ride. I enjoy the rides for fun exercise and the recent cool down helps too. The temperature on my little bicycle thermometer showed 63 degrees. Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This normal ride; however, produced a lifetime memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt;, and our group biked from West Tulsa to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sapulpa&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jenks&lt;/span&gt;. We chose South Lakes Golf Course in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jenks&lt;/span&gt; as our rest stop. It was my first time there. I learned you can ride your bicycle right up to the club house. "Can you get a bicycle valet parked here?!", one of the riders (Jay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mowery&lt;/span&gt;) jokingly asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the club house a gentleman was sitting alone at a table having breakfast. He just looked like someone I should know. He looked about my Dad's age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His shirt caught my eye. From a distance the logo on his shirt resembled a logo on Dad's old golf hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi George", I heard when I walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and formally introduced myself. I met Mr. Bill Cooper. I joined him while he finished breakfast. "I was just in Orange", he told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I easily assumed he knew that the small coastal town of Orange, Texas was my hometown. Most Oklahomans have never heard of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On closer inspection I was nearly speechless when I saw the logo on Mr.  Cooper's shirt-- an embroidered Sunset Grove Golf Club logo-- that's where Dad played years ago! In fact I  still have his old Sunset  Grove golf hat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17MHDE7ASQc/TmourEb8GeI/AAAAAAAAApA/VVoN4XrSM44/s1600/photo%25282%2529.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17MHDE7ASQc/TmourEb8GeI/AAAAAAAAApA/VVoN4XrSM44/s400/photo%25282%2529.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650379999949887970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Cooper told me more. Not only does his brother, Jeff, live in Orange, but it turns out that he knew details about my family that only someone from Orange would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More, "oh wow" conversation followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Cooper said that Jeff is the Golf Pro at Sunset Grove! He knew my Father well, and probably played golf with him. These days, he sees and chats with Mom during the Sunday lunch after church. Years ago, Jeff may have seen me as a kid swimming at Sunset Grove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More "oh wow"--  Mr. Cooper told me that as part of his tour of Orange last week, his brother drove him by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Flickinger&lt;/span&gt; family home. I later told Mom, and we chuckled as we hardly thought of our home as a tourist attraction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... For a rundown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I stopped at a golf course on my bike which is sort of random anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Never had been there before, and the only person inside just happened to visit Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who has family in Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who played golf with Dad and talked to Mom earlier in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who drove by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Flickinger&lt;/span&gt; house just to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And happened to be wearing a shirt from Orange which is what led me toward him in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-All just because he visited Orange last week. Wow, just a major wow moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed my ride with the rest of the bike group after I said goodbye to Mr. Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a normal bicycle ride, eh?! Glad I woke up early that morning instead of sleeping in. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading, George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Dad's old Sunset Grove golf hat lives on. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOJ8pdyiMJY/TmovBh35E8I/AAAAAAAAApI/LpadkcThwLM/s1600/photo%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOJ8pdyiMJY/TmovBh35E8I/AAAAAAAAApI/LpadkcThwLM/s400/photo%25288%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650380385808880578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-5341604227992533236?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/5341604227992533236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/surprise-tulsa-to-orange-connection.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5341604227992533236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5341604227992533236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/surprise-tulsa-to-orange-connection.html' title='a surprising Tulsa to Orange connection'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UseBD5b48sE/TmouYNQCC0I/AAAAAAAAAo4/UzeLrPzSalc/s72-c/photo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-4607862488542057155</id><published>2011-09-06T14:51:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:21:51.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa Run'/><title type='text'>Running: the "One Mile Puke Run"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyOO5oNxxNY/TmaBBkIvyWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/018x-qkVq9I/s1600/dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 341px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyOO5oNxxNY/TmaBBkIvyWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/018x-qkVq9I/s400/dan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649344646463080802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Dan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lockhoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is one of those dudes above. He keeps our storm chases lively.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey, George! Guess what?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted to see how fast I could run one mile, so I just started randomly sprinting! I made it in just over 7 minutes, then I saw stars and puked!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the conversation Dan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lockhoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had with me and how the "One Mile Puke Run" got its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan is a born again runner. A high school athlete who used to run 5 minute miles, he's now in his 30s and wanting to "get back in shape". He's training for the Tulsa Run in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this One Mile Puke Run as a challenge... so I tried it! I didn't know what to expect as I have never set a time goal before or "sprinted" for an entire mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose a cooler day with temperatures in the 80s for my first effort. My first run: 7 minutes 15 seconds. Sweat poured off of me. I collapsed in the grass to catch my breath. (But no barfing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am repeating the run three times a week. My training consists of combining sprints with occasional longer four mile runs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etReffa41xE/TmaBBqIyJ-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/XeQDgcEg_Gw/s1600/graph.PNG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHwcyKBa9mU/TmaBB59VSxI/AAAAAAAAAoI/O_MAJhXadOk/s1600/screen.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mHwcyKBa9mU/TmaBB59VSxI/AAAAAAAAAoI/O_MAJhXadOk/s400/screen.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649344652320787218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE and BELOW: Training is easy and fun with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Iphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Tracking my time and pace with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cyclemeter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; app.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etReffa41xE/TmaBBqIyJ-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/XeQDgcEg_Gw/s1600/graph.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etReffa41xE/TmaBBqIyJ-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/XeQDgcEg_Gw/s400/graph.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649344648073848802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since our first One Mile Puke Runs, we've quietly competed and pushed each other to run faster.&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time that I've ever set a running goal: a sub-7 minute mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through August I'm averaging about 7:30 on my one mile run. I seem to run my best times during cooler weather. Hopefully that trend continues as we move into Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to reach my goal of under 7 minutes by the end of the October... stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a bonus, my stamina and top speed on my bicycle is improving, and I feel great. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading, George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: View from the trail. I like running near sunset.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saBqgqUxtoA/TmaC3THhyQI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Yq0Jh4qqKcM/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saBqgqUxtoA/TmaC3THhyQI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Yq0Jh4qqKcM/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649346669119129858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-4607862488542057155?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/4607862488542057155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/running-one-mile-puke-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4607862488542057155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4607862488542057155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/running-one-mile-puke-run.html' title='Running: the &quot;One Mile Puke Run&quot;'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyOO5oNxxNY/TmaBBkIvyWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/018x-qkVq9I/s72-c/dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-4274750135400633957</id><published>2011-09-06T14:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:45:57.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme heat vs bicycle tire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eKDSeO6iWXc/TmZ01NMDemI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XZId1hxKF9w/s1600/tire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649331240004975202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eKDSeO6iWXc/TmZ01NMDemI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XZId1hxKF9w/s400/tire.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (ABOVE: Eric's bike ride ended &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt; when his tube exploded through his tire! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science 101 teaches us that air expands when heated. Some cyclists, myself included, will lower their tire pressure accordingly to account for possible heat expansion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narrow tires on road bikes are designed to withstand high air pressure. You can inflate them to 100 to 150psi. By &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;comparison&lt;/span&gt;, the tires on your car are likely near 30-35 psi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, tires go "boom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened last month to Eric Gomez of Tulsa. While riding his bike on a 100 degree plus day, his tube exploded. The tube burst through the tire creating a large hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the picture you can see the outward explosion through the tread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen tires explode due to hitting curbs and such, but this is the first time I've seen a tire fail, a tube exploding and piercing the tire, when heat is the likely culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-4274750135400633957?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/4274750135400633957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/extreme-heat-vs-bicycle-tire.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4274750135400633957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4274750135400633957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/09/extreme-heat-vs-bicycle-tire.html' title='Extreme heat vs bicycle tire'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eKDSeO6iWXc/TmZ01NMDemI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XZId1hxKF9w/s72-c/tire.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-8495145336671923668</id><published>2011-08-12T21:11:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:19:03.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope Texas A&amp;M DOESN'T move to the SEC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIbpkcJKmhM/TkXkRnZkw_I/AAAAAAAAAno/UwloHHSHzW8/s1600/tulsa.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsqO_sdRiP0/TkXeoF-rPfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/hxrzcK5IGJc/s1600/tickets.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640158888732605938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsqO_sdRiP0/TkXeoF-rPfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/hxrzcK5IGJc/s400/tickets.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: My Texas A&amp;amp;M season tickets for the 2012 football season. Are these the last tickets for the Aggies as a Big 12 school?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just me, a Weatherman thinking out loud as a college football fan and Aggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College football is my favorite sport. Like my father, I am becoming a tad less attached each year due to the money factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Texas A&amp;amp;M graduate, member of the 12th Man Foundation and football season ticket holder, I hope that Texas A&amp;amp;M doesn't leave the Big 12 conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, out of a purely selfish reason, my family living in Oklahoma enjoys playing the Oklahoma schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for one game a year, we cheer for OU, OSU and other Big 12 schools. My favorite team is whoever is playing Texas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had fun road trips attending games within driving distance at Stillwater, Columbia and Lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't understand is that by a huuuuge margin, most Aggies want to move to the SEC. I guess I'm in the minority!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pac-10/12 talk anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQXKo53iX3o/TkXi1putAoI/AAAAAAAAAng/1BN-ZeaGFLk/s1600/bu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640163519714099842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQXKo53iX3o/TkXi1putAoI/AAAAAAAAAng/1BN-ZeaGFLk/s400/bu.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: I found an old ticket stub from twenty years ago! In 1992, the most expensive ticket to watch A&amp;amp;M and Baylor was $20. This year's game ticket price is $85. *sigh*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obvious: A decent A&amp;amp;M team could lose a bunch games every year in the SEC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texas A&amp;amp;M appears to be interested in jumping to the SEC for more money, exposure and to "get away" from the University of Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some degree, all of these are achievable if Texas A&amp;amp;M joins the SEC, but at what cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the Aggies rise to the challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History isn't on Texas A&amp;amp;M's side against good BCS football programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In particular Texas A&amp;amp;M has faired poorly against SEC schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aggies are winless against the SEC in the last 10 years plus: Lost to Arkansas twice, blown out in bowl games by LSU, a not-so-great Georgia team, and an embarrassing 38-7 Cotton Bowl loss to Tennessee in a game that most Ags expected to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aggies were also upset by Mississippi State in the Independence Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fYQ7QlWf10/TkXeoCvlbEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KxwZ3BAVLXA/s1600/kyle1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640158887864003650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fYQ7QlWf10/TkXeoCvlbEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KxwZ3BAVLXA/s400/kyle1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: The view from our current seats at Kyle Field. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing .500 in SEC league play seems like a dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine the Aggie fan-base being happy about finishing about 7-5 or 6-6 every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most Aggie fans "expect" a near 10 win season, how will they feel about losing 4-6 conference games, possibly every year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Aggies consider the late 1980s and 90s as the glory years of Aggie football. This period coincided with playing in a weak SWC, and before Texas, OU and some degree LSU and OSU got good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since joining the Big 12, Texas A&amp;amp;M sunk to generally a mid-pack football program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The immediate future in the Big 12 appears brighter as the conference is weaker-- the Aggies have done well in weak conferences, not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as recruiting, I think the SEC could hurt the Aggies as SEC schools would suddenly get more exposure in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LSU won't get fewer Texas recruits that they do now for example. By comparison, do Aggies think that a high school kid in Mississippi or such would now be interested in Texas A&amp;amp;M?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be optimistic and hope the added exposure can get more top recruits so the team doesn't finish mid-pack every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know? I'm just a Weatherman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way I'll support my school. Just hoped that Texas A&amp;amp;M would stay put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't the Big 12 just get Colorado and Nebraska back and add Arkansas? The Big 13? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(BELOW: Cool! I also found an old Texas A&amp;amp;M vs Tulsa ticket in my closet! I doubt the Aggies will ever play AT Tulsa again. They lost on their trip to Skelly Stadium in 1991.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIbpkcJKmhM/TkXkRnZkw_I/AAAAAAAAAno/UwloHHSHzW8/s1600/tulsa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640165099636573170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIbpkcJKmhM/TkXkRnZkw_I/AAAAAAAAAno/UwloHHSHzW8/s400/tulsa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-8495145336671923668?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/8495145336671923668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-hope-texas-doesnt-move-to-sec.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8495145336671923668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8495145336671923668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-hope-texas-doesnt-move-to-sec.html' title='I hope Texas A&amp;M DOESN&apos;T move to the SEC.'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsqO_sdRiP0/TkXeoF-rPfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/hxrzcK5IGJc/s72-c/tickets.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-9108771181724167097</id><published>2011-07-27T14:41:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T18:41:56.589-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 22'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EF5 tornado damage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joplin tornado'/><title type='text'>Joplin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1aZTNYsrjI/TjB394-E-9I/AAAAAAAAAkw/QNfdXptpp7I/s1600/Joplin1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1aZTNYsrjI/TjB394-E-9I/AAAAAAAAAkw/QNfdXptpp7I/s400/Joplin1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135038988975058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;(ABOVE: My first, and hopefully only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;5 tornado I will ever see. Two days after the Joplin tornado, we witnessed this deadly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;5 rated tornado near Guthrie. The tornado is hidden in the rain and just looks like a scary cloud.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much to say. Not many words are needed to describe Joplin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a tornado basically removes half of the homes on the south side of town, you don't feel like talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are from my two trips to Joplin following the May 22, 2011 tornado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a scientist, I examine tornado paths and compare them to radar and other data so that I can be a better meteorologist and broadcaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a weatherman, I snap pictures to educate school children and answer questions from civic/church groups. Education, awareness and having a plan of action are the best survival tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as a person, it kills me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;. The car gets quiet. Chills, loss of appetite, the "what would we do", "how could this happen" type statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have toured each F5/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;5 tornado damage path within our region the last 15 year. There haven't been many: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jarrell&lt;/span&gt;, TX in 1997, south &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oklahoma City&lt;/span&gt; in 1999, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Greensburg&lt;/span&gt;, KS in 2007 and now Joplin in 2012. My chase team also witnessed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt; 5 tornado which passed from Piedmont to near Guthrie this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures on this page are just a few of zillions. I've tried to compare areas of Joplin to Tulsa neighborhoods for perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though some folks might frown on this and might not be able to stomach it, I do recommend a trip to Joplin to see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tells me that it's worse than pictures can show. You won't want to eat. You may get sick. It's that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "Tornado Warning" will probably mean more to you. You probably won't  yell at the TV as much when we're interrupting your favorite program  with weather bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you choose to tour the damage, you will truly respect Mother Nature's power. You'll be amazed by the huge contrast from deadly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;5 obliteration to untouched survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joplin will take your breath away. George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NOTE: CLICK ON ALL PHOTOS FOR LARGER IMAGES. Though you may not want to seem them that close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: The damage survey and aerials. The tornado took a horrible track  for Joplin. It formed along the city limits, quickly intensifying. The  most intense, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;5 damage was about 6 miles long. To put this in Tulsa  terms, think of a tornado forming at 41st and Riverside, moving straight  east, peaking in damage at Promenade Mall. Everything between 45&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and  35&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; streets removed-- that's how the Joplin tornado compares.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BS2C6dA0hE/TjHq2gD5oeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Ji3NhOgELOw/s1600/path.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BS2C6dA0hE/TjHq2gD5oeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Ji3NhOgELOw/s400/path.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634542830857331170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8koGvGzr-Rs/TjHsPJ9El4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/D_mmL9j64kI/s1600/aerial1small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8koGvGzr-Rs/TjHsPJ9El4I/AAAAAAAAAnI/D_mmL9j64kI/s400/aerial1small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634544353931466626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--I5jyf8-Kvw/TjB4fqcM0SI/AAAAAAAAAmg/HP3Q-op2cyM/s1600/Joplin17%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--I5jyf8-Kvw/TjB4fqcM0SI/AAAAAAAAAmg/HP3Q-op2cyM/s400/Joplin17%2B%25281%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135619204337954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE:  This intersection compares to 41st and Harvard in Tulsa. Before the  tornado, the trees were so thick you couldn't see very far, but now  what's left of the bottom floor of the high school (brown bricks in  distance) can be seen about 1 mile away. BELOW: That's a Chevy 2500 series  6 wheeled truck upside down in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Arby's&lt;/span&gt; parking lot. I was told that  six people died here. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijhwg2aFDbk/TjB3-e7kOOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/R0B5MK16fTU/s1600/Joplin4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijhwg2aFDbk/TjB3-e7kOOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/R0B5MK16fTU/s400/Joplin4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135049178986722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpaLLnkD1cg/TjB4l4ZbgTI/AAAAAAAAAmw/gAHUweiwrW4/s1600/Joplin17%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpaLLnkD1cg/TjB4l4ZbgTI/AAAAAAAAAmw/gAHUweiwrW4/s400/Joplin17%2B%25283%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135726030029106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;2-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;3 damage. I will show this in presentations as why you should seek shelter on the bottom floor instead of the top floor. BELOW: Two weeks after the tornado, power lines are installed. This part of Joplin resembles near 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and Sheridan in Tulsa. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-temyYTeitTI/TjB4PvgAZUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9fcpPhDt8-s/s1600/Joplin9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-temyYTeitTI/TjB4PvgAZUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9fcpPhDt8-s/s400/Joplin9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135345684571458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYiLDNjva9w/TjB4fd5m2gI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WwghsM5jGMY/s1600/Joplin13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYiLDNjva9w/TjB4fd5m2gI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WwghsM5jGMY/s400/Joplin13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135615838018050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Signs of life when we visited 6 weeks after the tornado. Some of the trees are surviving, but the neighborhood scars are permanent. BELOW: Look at concrete parking barrier on the bottom left! The other half of the concrete block follows the metal wire and is wrapped around the top of the tree.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Q1GidsjVcM/TjB4PjxIsfI/AAAAAAAAAl4/CQkYwMNyOvM/s1600/Joplin10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Q1GidsjVcM/TjB4PjxIsfI/AAAAAAAAAl4/CQkYwMNyOvM/s400/Joplin10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135342535193074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-temyYTeitTI/TjB4PvgAZUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9fcpPhDt8-s/s1600/Joplin9.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MTUEe4R29Vc/TjB4PSe-YCI/AAAAAAAAAlo/uvzDYJwWMIk/s1600/Joplin8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MTUEe4R29Vc/TjB4PSe-YCI/AAAAAAAAAlo/uvzDYJwWMIk/s400/Joplin8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135337895616546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Pictures like this one make you cringe. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Walgreens&lt;/span&gt; "missed" the worst of the tornado. However, debris missiles can cause grotesque injuries. BELOW: 4 crosses were at the remains of this brick home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And those used to be 100 year old trees, a densely forested neighborhood. These homes compare to midtown Tulsa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUUrjMq7dGU/TjB4PPyQDAI/AAAAAAAAAlg/AeGSqm6qiBc/s1600/Joplin7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUUrjMq7dGU/TjB4PPyQDAI/AAAAAAAAAlg/AeGSqm6qiBc/s400/Joplin7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135337171160066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qnZNGWuzrBA/TjHbkQBosaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/o3LB_ss1XoM/s1600/Joplin5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qnZNGWuzrBA/TjHbkQBosaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/o3LB_ss1XoM/s400/Joplin5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634526024640803234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf7qppRGHxY/TjB3-UPBSnI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LPCKJQ7L5oY/s1600/Joplin5.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_dK3N2MzcU/TjB4PH4WyOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/k9qwHkeJZ_w/s1600/Joplin6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_dK3N2MzcU/TjB4PH4WyOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/k9qwHkeJZ_w/s400/Joplin6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135335049283810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: This sounds morbid, but we were nearly playing a guessing game trying to figure out  what model of cars these used to be. Maybe a 1990 Nissan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Sentra&lt;/span&gt;? We couldn't tell. BELOW: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;4 damage in part of Joplin which resembled near 71st and Memorial in Tulsa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijhwg2aFDbk/TjB3-e7kOOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/R0B5MK16fTU/s1600/Joplin4.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tgwUR_OP-zg/TjB3-KBwqcI/AAAAAAAAAlA/pgeJ0ODXo90/s1600/Joplin3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tgwUR_OP-zg/TjB3-KBwqcI/AAAAAAAAAlA/pgeJ0ODXo90/s400/Joplin3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135043567823298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELOW: You want to play the guessing game? What model of car do you think this is? You can see my father-in-law below looking for clues. We found a logo on the steering wheel. And a rain gutter in the back seat. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGotyiQh_bA/TjB4fPtiRvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gp2KKQOdJbU/s1600/Joplin12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGotyiQh_bA/TjB4fPtiRvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gp2KKQOdJbU/s400/Joplin12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135612029290226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sF_szLC9hfw/TjB4fqOcfFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/AQUCLA4jHyE/s1600/Joplin14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sF_szLC9hfw/TjB4fqOcfFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/AQUCLA4jHyE/s400/Joplin14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135619146644562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt3wB3L8C2s/TjB4fKhqnQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1s4N4YoV4W8/s1600/Joplin11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt3wB3L8C2s/TjB4fKhqnQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1s4N4YoV4W8/s400/Joplin11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135610637327618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wTEai5yPHzo/TjB4l4ehx0I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ebn2CSWeB9A/s1600/Joplin17%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wTEai5yPHzo/TjB4l4ehx0I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ebn2CSWeB9A/s400/Joplin17%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634135726051411778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER: the above car is a late model Toyota Corolla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-9108771181724167097?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/9108771181724167097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/07/joplin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/9108771181724167097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/9108771181724167097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/07/joplin.html' title='Joplin'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1aZTNYsrjI/TjB394-E-9I/AAAAAAAAAkw/QNfdXptpp7I/s72-c/Joplin1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6616521012967784282</id><published>2011-07-21T17:36:00.049-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T18:22:15.638-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris TX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tour de Paris'/><title type='text'>Bicycling: Tour de Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8CHmd_n7JRo/TijuKsFuWuI/AAAAAAAAAko/4UBc0AEbcQ4/s1600/52.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZ6NNqr9xGE/TijPzsccmHI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_IS-ouO4eng/s1600/29.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631979821037557874" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 303px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZ6NNqr9xGE/TijPzsccmHI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_IS-ouO4eng/s400/29.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Russ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McCaskey&lt;/span&gt; and me pose for a CORNY picture.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt; news anchor Russ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McCaskey&lt;/span&gt; approached me a few weeks back about the possibility of riding bicycles through Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine, the views of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Eiffel&lt;/span&gt; Tower, cycling the city streets of downtown Paris, curving your way near the city's historic structures while the Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; France is also ongoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds awesome doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe someday I can do the above in Paris, France. But for now the Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Paris in 100 degree Paris, Texas will have to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Paris is the closest cycling event in Texas from Tulsa. Paris is less than 3 hours away, due south of Tulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheduled the third Saturday in July, the ride's timing coincides with the Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; France ongoing overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 1,000 cyclists participate in Tour de Paris, ranging from 20 to 68 mile rides. The 30 year old event has grown into a big deal for Paris. We listened to local radio promoting it, and signs and banners across town welcomed bicyclers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ and me, along with his brother Lance chose the 57 miler, one of four lengths offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride begins on the south side of Paris near Love Civic Center. After a detour to circle downtown, the ride turns southwestward making a figure 8 pattern in rural Lamar county. The ride isn't timed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a unrelated personal note I remember Paris from years ago. Their high school defeated my high school (West Orange-Stark) in football for the 4A State Championship in 1988. I had a college friend named Jason Stephens who played for Paris, and he reminded me several times who won! (This is your Jason who played 3B for the Texas A&amp;amp;M baseball team if any Paris area folks are reading this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to bicycles... Russ and I left Tulsa near 4am, arriving at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Whataburger&lt;/span&gt; in Paris for breakfast before 7am. We loaded up on unhealthy stuff.  We then drove to and registered at the Love Civic Center, and Russ's brother Lance met us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entry fee was $35. Early registration was $25-$30. Fast, easy, no problems getting signed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs marked the staging area for each distance outside the civic center. Cyclists gathered accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Paris began sharply at 8am. Drummers from the high school band pounded out rhythms along the starting line. The morning temperature was already a warm 78°. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A clean start to the ride... large packs of bicycles steered toward downtown Paris. Hundreds of local residents gathered in downtown to cheer on the riders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We circled the Paris city square-- this was really cool as many cycling events avoid town, choosing to immediately head toward the country. Instead, downtown Paris embraced the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks of all ages waved American flags and couples smiled from their lawn chairs. Made me smile too. Nearly a parade-like atmosphere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After circling downtown we accelerated and headed toward the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW PICS: After a non-heart healthy breakfast and pictures in front of the Eiffel Tower (notice the cowboy hat on the tower), the Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Paris begins with a tour of Paris)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hagP5hJY1jg/TijXoPMjVcI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ClBlZtNpJJs/s1600/32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631988420300723650" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 284px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hagP5hJY1jg/TijXoPMjVcI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ClBlZtNpJJs/s400/32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOhpw_8aWns/TijPCSAnbOI/AAAAAAAAAh4/q8EJPnq-gjA/s1600/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978972127915234" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 288px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOhpw_8aWns/TijPCSAnbOI/AAAAAAAAAh4/q8EJPnq-gjA/s400/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIkPnulJ8Dg/TijOvBT7FhI/AAAAAAAAAhY/HlhdtxUV0fY/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978641227978258" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 297px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIkPnulJ8Dg/TijOvBT7FhI/AAAAAAAAAhY/HlhdtxUV0fY/s400/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--qBD48OemYg/TijPCKcbRjI/AAAAAAAAAho/QvY_XRRB_Xk/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978970097075762" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 311px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--qBD48OemYg/TijPCKcbRjI/AAAAAAAAAho/QvY_XRRB_Xk/s400/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ5mCOFgxRg/TijaYs-fijI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EyfG3h-rW3s/s1600/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631991451951794738" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ5mCOFgxRg/TijaYs-fijI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EyfG3h-rW3s/s400/24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoxYGPh8UkY/TijVLvUbHHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/l-5wOwGtShE/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631985731684211826" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 284px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoxYGPh8UkY/TijVLvUbHHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/l-5wOwGtShE/s400/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Paris organizers put safety first for the riders. The cycling route along State Highway 19/24 was narrowed for cars so that cyclists enjoyed the wide shoulder.  The outside lane of the divided highway was closed off as a buffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of police too as state, county and city officers protected highway intersections for the entire route- that's nice to see; you don't see that on every ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cycling Highway 19/24 for a few miles the bikes turned on to Farm to Market roads. FM roads are secondary, mostly smooth roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only local traffic was allowed. Cyclists could take the whole lane instead of just near the shoulder. This compares to rides in Oklahoma where you fight cars for space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest stops were offered about every 7 miles (instead of every 10-15 miles like most). They were quite welcomed too as temperatures climbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few unmanned, intermediate stops also popped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local scouts, civic groups and churches volunteered at the rest stops. Extremely well supported,  very impressive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you developed bicycle problems on the course though, you are almost on your own. A van from Richardson Bike Mart offered assistance, but you might be miles away. Like most rides you change your own flats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course was well marked. Easy to read signs and arrows pointed where to go. Signs also marked how far you were to the next rest stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 57 mile course was generally flat with only small rises and valleys. The middle 10 miles proved the most hilly, but the steepest climb registered only 4% grade. This compares to climbs I'm used to around Tulsa which can be over 12%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My average speed was 17mph after 30 miles. For me that's a "comfortable" pace. Wind wasn't a factor. My thermometer showed the temperature climbing toward the upper 80s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest downhill was just after the mile 40 rest stop. I coasted to 32mph during the near 100 foot drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the drought the landscape featured brown grass and rocky creeks. The FM roads across the farmland offered little to no shade. Plenty of corn though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 15 miles were the least fun due to the heat. Our speed dropped. The black asphalt absorbed the sunlight and reflected its heat back to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Paris tours the countryside of Lamar county in northeast Texas. Cyclists are given the entire lane to ride. Officers make sure the intersections are bicycle friendly. Plenty of the smiling faces at the rest stops.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtSHl6-hiAE/TijPB00WqII/AAAAAAAAAhg/MmKNktLNzwU/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978964291856514" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 257px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtSHl6-hiAE/TijPB00WqII/AAAAAAAAAhg/MmKNktLNzwU/s400/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v43TAtek6Qc/TijPcssKurI/AAAAAAAAAiY/BYQGo9uYLXc/s1600/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631979425966504626" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 268px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v43TAtek6Qc/TijPcssKurI/AAAAAAAAAiY/BYQGo9uYLXc/s400/27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p442Mcwj9IY/TijKY2kRSAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/1XYCiJTVj3s/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631973862340118530" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 319px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p442Mcwj9IY/TijKY2kRSAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/1XYCiJTVj3s/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cLPb7wFGYZs/TijOukpMHCI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UiqxKJwaamk/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978633532546082" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 284px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cLPb7wFGYZs/TijOukpMHCI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UiqxKJwaamk/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hRVaSqfd55Q/TijV9z8wWAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/sUFFEBKHCcs/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631986591920576514" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 309px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hRVaSqfd55Q/TijV9z8wWAI/AAAAAAAAAjI/sUFFEBKHCcs/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8CHmd_n7JRo/TijuKsFuWuI/AAAAAAAAAko/4UBc0AEbcQ4/s1600/52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632013201428077282" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8CHmd_n7JRo/TijuKsFuWuI/AAAAAAAAAko/4UBc0AEbcQ4/s400/52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHvnx0mSdNE/TijOuNvnuPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/B5_VZFF3KRI/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978627385506034" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 282px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHvnx0mSdNE/TijOuNvnuPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/B5_VZFF3KRI/s400/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7Bn_BSbTSo/TijKZvGgrBI/AAAAAAAAAgw/8VHnNzs6jXg/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631973877516119058" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 304px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7Bn_BSbTSo/TijKZvGgrBI/AAAAAAAAAgw/8VHnNzs6jXg/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lance cycled quite well for only his second ever cycling event. Russ began to struggle some as a problem developed with his shoe and pedal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speeds near 13-14mph were the best we could manage in the last miles. Rising thermals created wavy lines in the distance. Felt like riding across a fire pit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How hot was it? My on-board thermometer peaked at 108°.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;fluctuated&lt;/span&gt; as much as 10° depending on the color of the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We remained at the mile 50 rest stop the longest. Giant box fans and even portable air conditioners felt great!  Russ and I agreed later that this was the highest index we've ever cycled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every support person seemed to enjoy the cycling atmosphere despite the heat. You could load up with plenty of ice, water, sports drinks and snacks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nearly four hours into the ride we pedaled toward the finish line. Cheerleaders from Paris High School celebrated and high-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;fived&lt;/span&gt; us as we zoomed by. We finished and didn't melt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at the civic center, overhead sprinklers provided an instant cool down. Lance, Russ and me just stood there and soaked up the water. The cool mist felt awesome in the heat; we didn't want to leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: I've never seen dry creeks this far east. My thermometer registers 105° off the pavement at high Noon. Highway 19/24 is protected for cyclists. At the finish line, Lance, Russ and myself cooling down!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y5hRd_uA5V8/TijPcOywiHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/jwYVtVu9Mb8/s1600/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631979417941084274" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 299px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y5hRd_uA5V8/TijPcOywiHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/jwYVtVu9Mb8/s400/23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HoQXsavIbKU/TijOuSQWR3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/QuZvHBTQplA/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978628596516722" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 284px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HoQXsavIbKU/TijOuSQWR3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/QuZvHBTQplA/s400/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HoQXsavIbKU/TijOuSQWR3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/QuZvHBTQplA/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4B7AgvIkVg/TijPCYRje_I/AAAAAAAAAhw/4Zuyf0fL6is/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978973809572850" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 284px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4B7AgvIkVg/TijPCYRje_I/AAAAAAAAAhw/4Zuyf0fL6is/s400/17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emM7NVqpD1Y/TijPCvG7R7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/ezwGRno9Bes/s1600/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631978979939010482" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 321px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emM7NVqpD1Y/TijPCvG7R7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/ezwGRno9Bes/s400/22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJMY7oaRcAI/TijVLljUaMI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Yrd6e8Ny8AU/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631985729062332610" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 278px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJMY7oaRcAI/TijVLljUaMI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Yrd6e8Ny8AU/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wqeUWN3mdo8/TijXnz2TWDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/KibQCBmHUNY/s1600/31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631988412959643698" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 308px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wqeUWN3mdo8/TijXnz2TWDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/KibQCBmHUNY/s400/31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The civic center offered a free lunch with smoothies after the ride. We enjoyed the air conditioning and gobbled up homemade burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I give the Tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Paris four out of five stars. The only demotion is that the generally flat terrain and open farmland isn't the most exciting. But overall, it's certainly more scenic than say "Hotter than Hell" in Wichita Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets change the rating to a 4.5. The superb support, safety, smooth roads and smiling faces go along way-- I'll be back next year. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading, George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Pickle juice!, An Aggie refusing shade under a Longhorn tent, and Russ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;McCaskey&lt;/span&gt; felt like death.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57R4cnEXEeg/TijV-J7jdeI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ebv9qjn5KiE/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631986597821117922" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 308px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57R4cnEXEeg/TijV-J7jdeI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ebv9qjn5KiE/s400/28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLhgKLMIAW8/TijKYn1M14I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cc75iba5Clg/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631973858384598914" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 317px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLhgKLMIAW8/TijKYn1M14I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cc75iba5Clg/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwjphnJzy3g/TijPcFyRDzI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/JOSHv88bwKg/s1600/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631979415523102514" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 298px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwjphnJzy3g/TijPcFyRDzI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/JOSHv88bwKg/s400/25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6616521012967784282?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6616521012967784282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/07/bicycling-tour-de-paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6616521012967784282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6616521012967784282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/07/bicycling-tour-de-paris.html' title='Bicycling: Tour de Paris'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZ6NNqr9xGE/TijPzsccmHI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_IS-ouO4eng/s72-c/29.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6240801701870447196</id><published>2011-06-29T19:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:22:15.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jellyfish clouds and Virga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9_KaTGGSGE/TgvKtR1ZsoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-lESVSViCNc/s1600/virga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9_KaTGGSGE/TgvKtR1ZsoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-lESVSViCNc/s400/virga2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623811438932505218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Connie Clark took these pictures near sunrise in Muskogee. These small jellyfish-looking clouds are producing "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;virga&lt;/span&gt;.")  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt; viewers emailed us unusual looking cloud pictures on the morning of June 27. "What is this? What type of clouds are these?" were common questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;virga&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Virga&lt;/span&gt; is rain which evaporates before reaching the surface. The small cumulus clouds pictured above and below were producing light rain, but the rain wasn't heavy enough to reach the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Virga&lt;/span&gt; occurs when rain falls through a layer of dry air between the cloud and ground. If the rain keeps falling, then the dry layer moistens. The evaporation cools the air allowing the air to better support the  rain.  The rain eventually reaches the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No rain was reported in Tulsa, but light rain was observed east of Tulsa in the less dry air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the appearance, I call these clouds "jellyfish clouds".The overly wispy-looking tails and unusual coloring was from the evaporation plus time of day. Connie took this pics at 6am. The hours near sunrise and sunset are often the most beautiful for photographing weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(BELOW: Jellyfish clouds! Looks spooky as the rain evaporates just before sunrise. Thanks for the pics, Connie. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mhitosyRvM/TgvKtFXYPvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/B3lGyO9DuCU/s1600/virga1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mhitosyRvM/TgvKtFXYPvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/B3lGyO9DuCU/s400/virga1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623811435585355506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6240801701870447196?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6240801701870447196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/06/jellyfish-clouds-and-virga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6240801701870447196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6240801701870447196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/06/jellyfish-clouds-and-virga.html' title='Jellyfish clouds and Virga'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9_KaTGGSGE/TgvKtR1ZsoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-lESVSViCNc/s72-c/virga2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6576015102209294764</id><published>2011-06-28T22:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:15:39.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='0'/><title type='text'>Record heat... and car trouble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZCZhCgOH1k/TgqizAiiXII/AAAAAAAAAfo/GTjfqeEKcGg/s1600/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623486081927371906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 293px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZCZhCgOH1k/TgqizAiiXII/AAAAAAAAAfo/GTjfqeEKcGg/s400/136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: My car's external thermometer runs a tad high... it actually unknowingly warned me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I posted the picture above on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; page for a few laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While idling on the record setting 106 degree day on June 27, the external thermometer registered a ridiculous temperature. Sure I've seen the thermometer run hotter than the actual air temperature when idling, but certainly nothing close to this! The thermometer sometimes runs about 10 degrees too hot-- but not 30 degrees off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't realize is that I nearly had a major car problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I fired up the engine to drive to work, and a zillion warning lights immediately lit up the dash. "STOP ENGINE NOW" flashed in giant red letters. I think the engine was about to explode or something. The "low coolant" light flashed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked under the hood. The coolant tank was dry. Coolant leak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I last checked my engine fluids about a week before, so I obviously developed a big coolant leak. The 136 degree external temperature was likely picking up extra heat from the engine, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-warning me that my engine was too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good life lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Fill'er up! I refilled the coolant before driving to work.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vykNzcHknR8/Tgqi_IU8JRI/AAAAAAAAAf4/8ViPSIEajrU/s1600/coolant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623486290176255250" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 284px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vykNzcHknR8/Tgqi_IU8JRI/AAAAAAAAAf4/8ViPSIEajrU/s400/coolant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6576015102209294764?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6576015102209294764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/06/record-heat-and-car-trouble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6576015102209294764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6576015102209294764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/06/record-heat-and-car-trouble.html' title='Record heat... and car trouble!'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZCZhCgOH1k/TgqizAiiXII/AAAAAAAAAfo/GTjfqeEKcGg/s72-c/136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-2455074725572549147</id><published>2011-06-01T12:34:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T13:08:58.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June: 2 Walks for You at LaFortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYfBONLiyJc/TeZ6plTv9fI/AAAAAAAAAfU/cvqZSRkXbCs/s1600/2%2Bwalks%2Bfor%2Byou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613308840372073970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 350px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYfBONLiyJc/TeZ6plTv9fI/AAAAAAAAAfU/cvqZSRkXbCs/s400/2%2Bwalks%2Bfor%2Byou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: 2 Walks for You meets at the red dot in June. That's the main entrance to LaFortune Park and Golf Course at 55th and Yale.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2 Walks for You" is a walking club that I started this Spring. We meet the first and third Saturday of the month after the morning newscast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, many of us think it's more fun to walk and exercise together. As Tulsa has beautiful outdoor living, I try to take advantage of our parks and trails. And as some folks don't like to walk/exercise alone, I'm inviting you to join me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the month of June, "2 Walks for You" moves to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LaFortune&lt;/span&gt; Park. We are meeting Saturday June 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 9am instead of the usual 11am start. NBC is showing the French Open, so our regular 8-10am news will be from 7-8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't joined us before, we walk for about an hour at a modest pace. An hour of walking covers about 3 miles and includes a mid-walk break. Some folks bring their doggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet in front of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LaFortune&lt;/span&gt; Golf Course at 55&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and Yale this month... see you Saturday at 9am. We walk WITH you, that's 2 Walks for You. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELOW: Deana Silk makes a friend at 2 Walks for You. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-paI-ayqpE8w/TeZ8ZLaG-VI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uAGeUa9cXOA/s1600/photo%252850%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613310757564774738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-paI-ayqpE8w/TeZ8ZLaG-VI/AAAAAAAAAfc/uAGeUa9cXOA/s400/photo%252850%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-2455074725572549147?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/2455074725572549147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-2-walks-for-you-at-lafortune.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2455074725572549147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2455074725572549147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-2-walks-for-you-at-lafortune.html' title='June: 2 Walks for You at LaFortune'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYfBONLiyJc/TeZ6plTv9fI/AAAAAAAAAfU/cvqZSRkXbCs/s72-c/2%2Bwalks%2Bfor%2Byou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-859107978638122869</id><published>2011-05-30T18:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T19:12:25.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandfather, the 49 Star Flag and Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTd8qKYvjIg/TeQs3uBg-LI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3g0RMvB7hBQ/s1600/drawing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTd8qKYvjIg/TeQs3uBg-LI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3g0RMvB7hBQ/s400/drawing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612660371369294002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(ABOVE: from 1949. Tom Windham, my uncle, sketched this image of my Grandfather with lead! My Aunt Thelma Windham Emory gave this to me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share an interesting bit of my family's history on this Memorial Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandfather was born in the late 1800s, and as a boy, he lied about his age so that he could enlist in World War I. He was only 14 years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A large American flag draped his casket decades later at his funeral in 1960. The flag, of course, was presented to the family. For years the flag gathered dust at home. Then my father had an idea: sharing the flag with the church, First Christian Church of Orange, TX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father helped start a new tradition, hanging the flag on the chapel's interior walls behind the choir on patriotic occasions. I helped my father hang the flag as I got older and understood its significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GutAUZJCXGA/TeQs3jKZtDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0dE5-Uvj7jI/s1600/thelma-fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GutAUZJCXGA/TeQs3jKZtDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0dE5-Uvj7jI/s400/thelma-fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612660368453776434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: From near 1940. Grandfather owned his own photography studio in Orange, and he created this humorous post card called "Texas Minnow". The model is my Aunt Thelma when she was a teenager. BELOW: My Aunt Thelma and me in 2009. She lives on a farm near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mauriceville&lt;/span&gt;, TX. She's told me most of the stories I know about my Grandfather.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvjBU_ux34U/TeQs3XHPhMI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gDjjUOGRUy4/s1600/gf-thelma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvjBU_ux34U/TeQs3XHPhMI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gDjjUOGRUy4/s400/gf-thelma2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612660365219300546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the family tradition of the flag, it's also a rarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, my Grandfather died in 1960-- do you remember what happened in American history that year?  Grandfather's death occurred during the short period between Alaska and Hawaii becoming states, and Hawaii wasn't a state yet. For a few months, there were 49 states-- so there are only 49 stars on the flag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share this quick piece of family history with you about our 49 star American flag on Memorial Day, 2011. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: A 49 star flag represented our country for only months. The family flag hangs at First Christian Church in Orange, TX near Patriotic occasions such as Memorial Day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZb1xKUMfnw/TeQs33iAxeI/AAAAAAAAAfM/KNJoQAAYLRs/s1600/us_49_star_flag-800px.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZb1xKUMfnw/TeQs33iAxeI/AAAAAAAAAfM/KNJoQAAYLRs/s400/us_49_star_flag-800px.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612660373921514978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-859107978638122869?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/859107978638122869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-grandfather-49-star-flag-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/859107978638122869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/859107978638122869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-grandfather-49-star-flag-and.html' title='My Grandfather, the 49 Star Flag and Memorial Day'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTd8qKYvjIg/TeQs3uBg-LI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3g0RMvB7hBQ/s72-c/drawing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6260726442818594696</id><published>2011-05-26T22:25:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T12:32:15.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May 24, 2011 Tornadoes and Storm Chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-fRP9XRvaM/Td8avLdx2_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/5PmFbggkQfw/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611233058560793586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-fRP9XRvaM/Td8avLdx2_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/5PmFbggkQfw/s400/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: The SPC's morning forecast shows a bullseye tornado target in southern KS and central and eastern OK.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm chase of May 24, 2011 was a bit unnerving as strong tornadoes were forecast in our region. The SPC issued a rare "High Risk" for severe weather from Wichita to west of OKC to Tulsa. Due to the expected low storm cloud bases, the tornadoes would likely be hard to see. The chase would prove difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(BELOW: From our chase two days before, a small tornado near Twin Oaks, OK. The tornadoes expected on 5/22 would be much larger.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZAynck2d3c/Td8lPSJvFHI/AAAAAAAAAes/G0lauKA_cT8/s1600/20.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611244605227865202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tZAynck2d3c/Td8lPSJvFHI/AAAAAAAAAes/G0lauKA_cT8/s400/20.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My assignment was to drive to the middle of the High Risk area, then chase the storms back toward Tulsa and our viewing area. (no, KJRH doesn't force me to do this! But I'm the first to volunteer for it.) Enid was the preliminary target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chase partner (Wifey) and I left Tulsa near 1pm. Storms were beginning to fire in western and central Oklahoma. A Tornado Watch was issued. We drove west on Highway 412 in StormChaser 2 (SC2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6PEWej_VQY/Td8d7fVmdXI/AAAAAAAAAeU/JnYLqd4PYW4/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611236568588514674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6PEWej_VQY/Td8d7fVmdXI/AAAAAAAAAeU/JnYLqd4PYW4/s400/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(ABOVE: Bucky and our other doggies have a storm shelter in case of bad storms. Bucky approves!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We encountered a computer problem in SC2 near Hallett and were delayed about 20 minutes. We got going again after I fixed the computer and live video feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with reporting live via Bluetooth, I've gotta: answer and ignore two dozen phone calls and texts, look at weather maps, road maps, GPS, radar data, figure out where to drive now and future, while taking pics and video when possible, scanning the storm with my eyes, and grabbing a handful of Runts candy for dinner, I have to fix whatever computer problems come up. And drive in severe thunderstorms-- storm chasing sound fun yet?! Oh, and watch out for falling debris too! More on that shortly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-di9pTuCP_Qg/Td8ad3rHaQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pKn2DqQ1q8Y/s1600/1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611232761190246658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-di9pTuCP_Qg/Td8ad3rHaQI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pKn2DqQ1q8Y/s400/1.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: The blue cross-hairs shows our location. We decide to abandon heading west toward Enid as the storms toward OKC have better potential to become dominant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storms fired from west of OKC to west of Enid. The storms near Enid were behind the main line, and were having difficulty achieving their potential. They were unlikely to "turn right" and head due east, so we changed our plan and targeted central Oklahoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KA7SnVwK2E/Td8au_VeKGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/9MVthcNd5s4/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611233055304722530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3KA7SnVwK2E/Td8au_VeKGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/9MVthcNd5s4/s400/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: My view driving SC2. The sky appeared the same shade of gray.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We dropped south on I-35 toward Guthrie. The storms immediately to our west didn't look worthy of chasing, so we pulled off I-35 to refuel. I also have to plan ahead on gas as we have short cruising range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornado Warnings 100 miles away. Tornadoes touched down west of OKC. We heard reports of damage in the western suburbs of OKC. We would chase whatever evolved from it. Dan Threlkeld called. He wanted us to patrol this area to cover the storms as they moved toward our viewing area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storms with Tornado Warnings proceeded through and north of OKC. We repositioned ourselves south of Stillwater to intercept. We abandoned I-35 in case of traffic problems due to the Warnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wcpPKdCfigM/Td8d7TDi84I/AAAAAAAAAeM/xuB4JOzpURI/s1600/15.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611236565291561858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wcpPKdCfigM/Td8d7TDi84I/AAAAAAAAAeM/xuB4JOzpURI/s400/15.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: We drive south. We are positioning ourselves to intercept the northern Tornado Warning. This storms looks larger than the Tornado Warned storm in the middle.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove parallel to I-35 heading south on dirt and gravel roads toward Langston. On radar, a massive looking wrapped up tornado signature appeared to head toward Guthrie. We heard reports of a tornado "on the ground".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turned west from Langston and nervously drove on Highway 33 toward Guthrie searching for the tornado. Little conversation in the car as we scanned the skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge storm was obviously in front of us. The gray sky appeared a solid color, and it was hiding subtle features which could indicate where the tornado was hiding. Dan Lockhoff back at KJRH messaged us saying that a tornado was highly likely in Guthrie. We were three miles away. I switched our radar data feed from rain to velocity, and the tornado signature was obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--thd52q4O4k/Td8icK-ICBI/AAAAAAAAAek/6GI_eLLQqKk/s1600/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611241528103536658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--thd52q4O4k/Td8icK-ICBI/AAAAAAAAAek/6GI_eLLQqKk/s400/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: This is wind velocity mode. The tornado would be where green meets white and red. We very cautiously drive westward.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky darkened as we approached Guthrie from the east. Tons of lightning in front of us. Several police cars and storm spotters were the only cars on the road. The clouds were dark and spooky; lightning nearing. On radar, the tornado should appear in front of us soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wifey and I couldn't see it, and we were getting too close. We turned around one mile from Guthrie and drove back east. We didn't want to get caught in town if a tornado suddenly emerged in front of us. We drove up a hill for better visibility. With the SW to NE movement, the tornado should pass just to our north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled off 33. A dark feature appeared just north of the highway. I recognized a crisp wall cloud through the rain. A black cloud then extended to the ground-- this was it. A large, dark tornado was one mile away. It didn't look like a classic "Wizard of Oz" tornado, instead it was a dark cloud attached to the ground. Rain being pulled into the circulation meant the tornado was hard to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ymEVfX2M1TQ/Td8aeiG3dLI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lBDTkRG8cw4/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611232772580930738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ymEVfX2M1TQ/Td8aeiG3dLI/AAAAAAAAAcs/lBDTkRG8cw4/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; (ABOVE: Tornado. The crispness of the mesocyclone isn't obvious. We are looking just northeast of Guthrie.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind suddenly and rapidly increased from the west-- this was the rain and wind wrapping around the circulation. The rain overtook SC2 and our visibility was quickly dropping to zero. We accelerated to safety driving east. When safe, we pulled off a few miles later to capture more video. The tornado, now between Guthrie and Stillwater looked more like a cloud on the ground. The rapid churning could only be seen up close, and this wasn't a storm that we wanted to see that close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outer rain bands and wind caught up to us again. Stuff started falling from the sky. Roof tiles fluttered past! A tree branch from somewhere soared over the road. The tornado obviously had hit homes somewhere near Guthrie, and occasional pieces of storm damage fell from the sky. I vividly remember a black, asphalt roof tile flying past the windshield. We were safe from the tornado, but the strong wind, falling chunks of whatever weren't fun to drive in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning. It was intense as it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequent, powerful bolts struck every few seconds. We saw a tree get hit. The gas station we briefly pulled into had its sign blasted by lightning. Blinding purple flash, and the thunder sounded like an explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wde065MXDps/Td8aeWgU5sI/AAAAAAAAAck/hsH_fVU85Vo/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611232769466492610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wde065MXDps/Td8aeWgU5sI/AAAAAAAAAck/hsH_fVU85Vo/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: Highway 177 toward Stillwater. We can't tell from our view, but this tornado remains "on the ground".)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rain bands rocked our vehicle. We zoomed east and decided to leave the storm especially as the rain began to completely choke off the inflow wind. And we couldn't see the tornado anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tornado died before moving into Stillwater, and the tornado threat was over for now. The storm would later produce an EF2 rated tornado in Osage county.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed east and south as our attention turned to Tulsa. The storms were somewhat evolving into a line. The storms were changing structure as visually they appeared outflow dominant. We followed the storm line for about an hour into Lincoln and Creek counties as they moved toward Tulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to leave these storms as "only" straight line wind and hail were the immediate threat. Quarter-size hail pelted us near Bristow. We shrugged it off and kept driving. At this point I visually knew for the first time that Tulsa county was going to live. The ugly looking clouds were more scary-looking than tornado-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mido4f6N-Q/Td8aumqRiMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/yrXlDb6khTs/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611233048681089218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mido4f6N-Q/Td8aumqRiMI/AAAAAAAAAdM/yrXlDb6khTs/s400/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: Old Highway 75 near Sapulpa. The leading edge of the cloud indicates cool, but strong wind pushing out from the storm. Tulsa would be fine.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smooth bottoms and unusual looking attachments indicated cold air blowing out from the storms. Storms which produce tornadoes (except for gustnadoes) suck in air. Sure, straight line winds can cause damage, but a big tornado wasn't going to remove Tulsa. Our doggies back home would be fine. :) Back at KJRH, Dan, Andy and Julie warned Tulsans of the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cluster of storms was moving into our viewing area just south of Tulsa. These storms produced Tornado Warnings and damage earlier near Chickasha and Shawnee-- if locations south of Tulsa were going to have tornado problems, this would be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove through Creek county to get south of Tulsa. I took county roads and Old Highway 75 to avoid traffic in Sapulpa. SC2 was drinking gasoline with my spirited driving too. The needle on the gas gauge was plunging quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tornado Warning was issued for Okmulgee county. We drove to Kiefer, then east to Glenpool then south on Highway 75. A gas station I planned to stop at south of Glenpool was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid trees were blocking our view to the southwest. While doing a phoner on live TV, I said something like "Hey Andy (Wallace). I love our beautiful trees here in Oklahoma, but I don't like them much now as they are really getting in the way of me trying to see the storm!" He chuckled. A little humor, I guess during a stressful situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept zooming down 75 looking for a clearing. What was beyond the trees? Our radar velocity feed indicated a not-well-developed circulation approaching Beggs. We exited Highway 16 toward Beggs. I found a small clearing and pulled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally able to see the storms, the supercell had good structure and a small, not-ready-to-tornado-yet wall cloud. "We have wall cloud, but no tornado," I told our viewers on live TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm was sucking in air. We were east of the storm, and a steady east wind was flowing into the storm. Tornado potential was growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My low fuel light came on. I had driven 201 miles since refuelling. A "normal" Honda Element should return about 25mpg on the highway. With our weather stuff nailed to the top of our heavily modified Honda, heavy on board computers and electricity usage, we averaged 16.6mpg for the chase. When your gas tank only holds 13 gallons, uhm, yeah, you do the math!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no gas stations anywhere for miles, we were forced to briefly leave the chase. I zoomed south to Okmulgee to refuel. At the Shell station, lots of people swarmed our vehicle with weather questions. People took pictures of us. We quickly told them that Okmulgee was fine. I was in hurry, so I put in just 6 gallons and left abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the chase. Our velocity data indicated the circulation crossing Highway 75 near Highway 16. We were 10 minutes behind it now. We exited on 16 east, and we saw no signs of tornado damage. I relayed this info to our viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(BELOW: I don't recommend this! We drive due east through the edge of the circulation.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99GWEVj30HE/Td8bJ8qbmbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ckJiyOQeuSQ/s1600/12.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611233518443796914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99GWEVj30HE/Td8bJ8qbmbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ckJiyOQeuSQ/s400/12.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove in the rain, east on 16 while the strongest part of the storm churned over rural Okmulgee county. The storm was intensifying on radar as it approached Haskell. The storm was intensifying also from our view. A tornado could develop at anytime a few miles to the left of my driver's side window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very strong NW wind tried to blow us around. Two hands on the steering wheel. Very heavy rain was falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did another live phoner. I warned of the increasing inflow, and that a tornado could form near Haskell. Andy and Dan called my driving "performing a surgical manuever" as I knew exactly where we were in relation to the possible tornado toward my left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mesocyclone wind was circulating counterclockwise. Our driving goal was to navigate around the wind, around the circulation, and we'll stay out of the tornado. I felt the west wind push us. We would be fine in our location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1zsPpYIbHM/Td8ib8N-PDI/AAAAAAAAAec/dfhSmGb3kKk/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611241524143471666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1zsPpYIbHM/Td8ib8N-PDI/AAAAAAAAAec/dfhSmGb3kKk/s400/17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: Purple dot shows our position. We choose to not pursue the tornado northward as we might not see it near sunset.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we got south and east of the storm, a very, very strong south inflow crosswind made driving more adventurous. The storm was sucking in tons of air, doing everything visually and wind-wise to produce a tornado, possibly a large tornado. Chief Meteorologist Dan Threlkeld warned viewers of a tornado approaching Haskell. Wifey switched the radar feed to rain mode-- the display looked like a "tornado on the ground" near Haskell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got east and ahead of the storm, the proceeded north with caution toward the tornado. Was now nearing 9pm, getting too hard to see thirty minutes after sunset. If a tornado was on the ground it would cross in front of us. We couldn't see anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would require vigilant driving heading toward Haskell as we could be driving into the debris path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NbA6xvlERP8/Td8afDFRRKI/AAAAAAAAAc8/68n34fDqtcE/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611232781432603810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NbA6xvlERP8/Td8afDFRRKI/AAAAAAAAAc8/68n34fDqtcE/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: Oak tree completely blocks our path. Would find a different route into Haskell.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South of Haskell we screeched to a halt. A large oak tree covered the road, obvious storm damage. We couldn't drive around it, so we doubled back for another route into town. After dark and with no visibility, we decided to end our chase and look for possible damage. We have a large First Aid kit in SC2 just in case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Haskell minutes after the storm passed. Debris was scattered, a tornado has just torn through town. A few roofs were gone, signs destroyed, trees down, metal pealed away and electricity was out. I felt somewhat relieved as it wasn't a huge, "ground scrubber" type tornado. No injuries, no one died. The town would be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help where I could before the news. I drove SC2 into a neighborhood so the headlights could shine and illuminate a tree which was being chainsawed to clear the street. A firefighter asked me to tell our viewers to "stay out" of Haskell. Non-residents were driving through interfering with the searching and clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3c2dM_LWRWY/Td8auC1aFWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wzbpOPmSmuQ/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611233039064110434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3c2dM_LWRWY/Td8auC1aFWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wzbpOPmSmuQ/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: Several trailers were blown over in Haskell.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did live reports from Haskell for the 10pm news. I stood next to a pile of roof debris and described what damage I could see as looking like an EF1 tornado. The NWS later surveyed the damage and assigned it an EF2 rating. The tornado was on the ground for 8 miles, and I'm guessing the worst damage was northeast of Haskell. The tornado crossed the Arkansas River and dissipated near Red Bird. Another tornado from the storm created more damage in the Wagoner area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yRtsmciHWU/Td8bKc0-LbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/EzSaUE5lWHE/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611233527077940658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yRtsmciHWU/Td8bKc0-LbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/EzSaUE5lWHE/s400/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE and BELOW. Wifey took these pics of 2NEWS reporter Jason Grubbs and me. In the bottom pic, I am the cameraman for Jason's live shot. I'm Skyping with a Ipad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gIUctsgSppQ/Td8bKr5FhtI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Q5hNNIJZ7gE/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611233531121731282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gIUctsgSppQ/Td8bKr5FhtI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Q5hNNIJZ7gE/s400/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulsa and our viewing area survived the storms. On what could have been a really bad storm day for eastern Oklahoma, most of us did just fine. On a scale to 10, the level of difficulty for this chase was about a 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We helped get the word out. I love my job and its responsibility. I live my dream every day working as a meteorologist in Oklahoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the story of my work day for May 24, 2011. Thanks for reading. George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(BELOW: This pic made me smile for some reason. Probably because everyone pitched in. A tow truck is used to haul away a fallen tree along the city streets of Haskell.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4IKU-MQycLo/Td8ae1nqxDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UzE_T6FJNlM/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611232777818784818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4IKU-MQycLo/Td8ae1nqxDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UzE_T6FJNlM/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6260726442818594696?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6260726442818594696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-24-2011-tornadoes-and-storm-chase.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6260726442818594696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6260726442818594696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-24-2011-tornadoes-and-storm-chase.html' title='May 24, 2011 Tornadoes and Storm Chase'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-fRP9XRvaM/Td8avLdx2_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/5PmFbggkQfw/s72-c/9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-8057902501569172065</id><published>2011-05-24T00:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T01:03:56.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornadoes and the night before...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_PcOt1L_VYI/TdtA5XiM1kI/AAAAAAAAAb8/xQH3U1JKrWQ/s1600/photo%252846%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_PcOt1L_VYI/TdtA5XiM1kI/AAAAAAAAAb8/xQH3U1JKrWQ/s400/photo%252846%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610149115134268994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Wow! A KJRH viewer sent us this pic from Cleora, OK. Looking eastward as a large tornado crosses Grand Lake. May 22, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired but can't sleep. It's the night before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the forecast is a bust. Hopefully our data is wrong and nothing happens. Most computer models suggest Tuesday as a big day. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SPC&lt;/span&gt; is using terms like "classic tornado outbreak" after analyzing forecast data. I don't disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has already been the deadliest tornado year in modern American history.  After watching the massive outbreak in Alabama and the Southeast, we got a scare closer to home when a likely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;-4 tornado smashed Joplin on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt; Meteorologist Andy Wallace told me his parents are fine, but his childhood home is gone now. (Joplin is Andy's hometown.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiHZXJgkS08/TdtE_mLKrGI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TKc4Bt9kVQc/s1600/photo%252849%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiHZXJgkS08/TdtE_mLKrGI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TKc4Bt9kVQc/s400/photo%252849%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610153620189916258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: My chase from May 22. I took this picture of a small tornado near Hwy 412 in Delaware county. This small twister was on the ground for about 5 minutes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparisons are now drawn between the April 3-4, 1974 "Super Outbreak" and the April 27, 2011 Tornado Outbreak in the Southeast. I bring that up as 1974 was an awful year for tornadoes around the country and in Oklahoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the year that several tornadoes created damage paths in Tulsa. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Brookside&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ORU&lt;/span&gt; and the 71st and Memorial areas were struck by large tornadoes. Multiple fatalities occurred in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Drumright&lt;/span&gt; when a long track F4 tornado carved a damage path though Creek and other counties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this like 1974?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No weatherman knows exactly what will happen Tuesday.  But we are confident that severe storms will form in central Oklahoma then head toward Tulsa and Green Country toward late afternoon and evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare "high risk" for severe weather will likely be issued for Oklahoma, Kansas and Missouri.  A heightened Tornado Watch, called a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PDS&lt;/span&gt; Tornado Watch" is likely. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PDS&lt;/span&gt; means Particularly Dangerous Situation. (the Southeast tornado outbreak on April 27 was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;PDS&lt;/span&gt; day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y-w2QCTJHsY/TdtA5xAZM6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/n4V_P2TsUng/s1600/photo%252847%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y-w2QCTJHsY/TdtA5xAZM6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/n4V_P2TsUng/s400/photo%252847%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610149121971794850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Tag-Tag dog is storm ready! Earlier tonight, Wifey and I prepared an interior closet as our storm shelter for our Westies.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please be ready! It sounds redundant as we preach it often, but have a plan for your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underground shelters and tornado safe rooms are the only 100% safe places in a large tornado. Bathrooms and closets and hallways are the next best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your radio, TV and cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, Andy and Julie will be on TV with the who, what, where and when. I'll be storm chasing. Hopefully on the 10pm news, I'm not standing in front of a tornado ravaged something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be watching for you-- Let's stay safe and get through Tuesday together.&lt;br /&gt;George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPbn7u7OMRg/TdtA6Z-7n8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Wz2sVg_K4tM/s1600/photo%252848%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPbn7u7OMRg/TdtA6Z-7n8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Wz2sVg_K4tM/s400/photo%252848%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610149132971515842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-8057902501569172065?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/8057902501569172065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-can.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8057902501569172065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8057902501569172065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-can.html' title='Tornadoes and the night before...'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_PcOt1L_VYI/TdtA5XiM1kI/AAAAAAAAAb8/xQH3U1JKrWQ/s72-c/photo%252846%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-3668359543844366418</id><published>2011-05-04T11:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:34:25.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"2 Walks for You" Walks in May</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WpUJhlAQ1xo/TcF-dXHggRI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKovTKGCNQs/s1600/dog.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02ZCAkZ1KH0/TcF9UFNjj4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/AX7t9QNF4vI/s1600/2wfy-dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02ZCAkZ1KH0/TcF9UFNjj4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/AX7t9QNF4vI/s400/2wfy-dog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602897195375497090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Doggies can bring their human friends at 2 Walks for You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Come join Deana Silk and me as we walk for better health and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2 Walks for You"is a walking club meeting twice a month (first and third Saturday) at a park in the Tulsa area. For May, we are again meeting at River West Festival Park (west side of Arkansas River) at 11am.  We'll walk for about an hour and cover about 3 miles. You will burn about 300 calories too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrQRjsIBStY/TcF9T9i6gpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/_qBE1SyvMYM/s1600/map%2Briverwest%2Bpark.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RrQRjsIBStY/TcF9T9i6gpI/AAAAAAAAAbk/_qBE1SyvMYM/s400/map%2Briverwest%2Bpark.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602897193317597842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: 2 Walks for You will begin and end at River West Park (the X) on the first and third Saturday this month, so we'll meet May 7 and May 21 at 11am.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this walking club as I discovered it's more fun, easier and safer to exercise and walk with friends instead of doing it alone. I lost weight too. I dropped 25lbs last year by exercising every day and changing my diet-- cutting out fast food and my addiction to donuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to enjoy our beautiful outdoors, breathe fresh air, and enjoy life then join us on Saturday. We walk WITH you.... that's 2 Walks for You  :) George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW PICS: From last month. Deana Silk leads the group from River West Park. A few familys brought their children and "children".)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgpemoZsCk/TcF9TnS8AfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/oq9u9dGAhuY/s1600/2wfy-deana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgpemoZsCk/TcF9TnS8AfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/oq9u9dGAhuY/s400/2wfy-deana.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602897187345007090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WpUJhlAQ1xo/TcF-dXHggRI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKovTKGCNQs/s1600/dog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WpUJhlAQ1xo/TcF-dXHggRI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKovTKGCNQs/s400/dog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602898454312419602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-3668359543844366418?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/3668359543844366418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-walks-for-you-walks-in-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3668359543844366418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3668359543844366418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-walks-for-you-walks-in-may.html' title='&quot;2 Walks for You&quot; Walks in May'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02ZCAkZ1KH0/TcF9UFNjj4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/AX7t9QNF4vI/s72-c/2wfy-dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-889634000918160605</id><published>2011-05-03T15:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:50:52.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mission of Compassion"-- how you can help. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0EBkKbtyZ_Q/TcBpBuw7WxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ZwifH4Zxvv4/s1600/19998424.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0EBkKbtyZ_Q/TcBpBuw7WxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ZwifH4Zxvv4/s400/19998424.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602593414902930194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Jeff Smith's most recent "Mission of Compassion" was last month after the deadly tornado in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tuska&lt;/span&gt;, OK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Smith's name might be familiar to you. If you have watched Channel 2's severe weather coverage then you've seen his storm chase video or heard his voice on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt;. He's also a great friend of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the storm chase ends, Jeff does what he can to help out storm victims. He began "Mission of Compassion" a few years ago. This grass-roots effort provides direct relief to storm ravaged families. Jeff loads up his personal SUV and trailer and drives across the country to bring needed relief supplies. Everything comes from his own pocket and his church friends. Jeff is the Youth Director at New Life Baptist Church in Verdigris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff's next "Mission of Compassion" could be the biggest so far: he's heading to the tornado damaged Southeast. He leaves for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ringgold&lt;/span&gt;, GA on Friday, May 6. He sent me an email asking for help with bottled water, trash bags, Bibles, gloves, buckets, diapers, baby food/formula, handy-wipes and paper towels, first aid items and pet food. Toys too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to donate, Jeff's trailer will be in front of Channel 2 on Thursday, May 5 from 11am to 6:30pm. Come on by and bring your supplies for the tornado victims! George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(BELOW: From previous missions. Jeff and friends unload in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Picher&lt;/span&gt;, OK after an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;EF&lt;/span&gt;4 Tornado in 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PdZAeBYr8I/TcBpCNFb3mI/AAAAAAAAAbU/DepgdHf87kE/s1600/MOC5418.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4n7TwWGmKI/TcBpBxQTxWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/VVoWiTh9xmc/s1600/Mission_of_Compassion_5_065_jpgweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4n7TwWGmKI/TcBpBxQTxWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/VVoWiTh9xmc/s400/Mission_of_Compassion_5_065_jpgweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602593415571424610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PdZAeBYr8I/TcBpCNFb3mI/AAAAAAAAAbU/DepgdHf87kE/s1600/MOC5418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PdZAeBYr8I/TcBpCNFb3mI/AAAAAAAAAbU/DepgdHf87kE/s400/MOC5418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602593423042010722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact Jeff if you would like to help :) He's a great friend of mine, and he's all heart! George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Smith contact info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone: 918-808-4683.&lt;br /&gt;email:  stormrider1970@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;web: http://www.missionofcompassion.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-889634000918160605?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/889634000918160605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/above-jeff-smiths-most-recent-mission.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/889634000918160605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/889634000918160605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/above-jeff-smiths-most-recent-mission.html' title='&quot;Mission of Compassion&quot;-- how you can help. :)'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0EBkKbtyZ_Q/TcBpBuw7WxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ZwifH4Zxvv4/s72-c/19998424.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-763406950770860098</id><published>2011-05-01T11:12:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T12:52:27.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning vs Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8XFRrC4mxA/Tb2aCxlFmKI/AAAAAAAAAak/IujBIfeUiww/s1600/LIMG_4616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601802883978074274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8XFRrC4mxA/Tb2aCxlFmKI/AAAAAAAAAak/IujBIfeUiww/s400/LIMG_4616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(ABOVE: This used to be tree. Photo courtesy: Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Orosco&lt;/span&gt;. BELOW: I stole this picture from the Internet as I couldn't find my own lightning photos... Anyway, this tree looks typical of a negatively charged lightning strike. A narrow stripe of bark is carved out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0w4AlfVr6JM/Tb2SRxC-5FI/AAAAAAAAAac/_UsjOC_srgM/s1600/Lightningstrike012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601794345440044114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0w4AlfVr6JM/Tb2SRxC-5FI/AAAAAAAAAac/_UsjOC_srgM/s400/Lightningstrike012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezmXJYlmhQM/Tb2SRg7CV4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/R3DQ3sqlJRA/s1600/LIMG_4614.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trees struck by lightning rarely die from the actual lightning strike. The lightning usually doesn't penetrate the wood very well, and superficial bark wounds usually result. More than 90% of such strikes are of negative polarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typically, the lightning strike resembles work done by a paint scraper. The tree looks like someone carved (as in the above stolen picture) out a thin stripe of bark. You can usually follow the lightning strike/missing bark trail from the top branches toward the base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lightning damage sometimes ends before reaching the ground. You might notice the bark channel stopping about 10 feet or so above the roots. If you see this, the lightning likely jumped to another object to finish its cloud to ground connection. This commonly occurs as lightning jumps from trees to homes or to metal fences, whatever conducts electricity more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree usually survives the initial strike, but the now weakened tree is susceptible &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/search?q=susceptible&amp;amp;FORM=AWRE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to bug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;infestation&lt;/span&gt; and disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a second grader, I remember a 100 foot tall pine tree in our front yard in Orange, TX. The tree survived the lightning strike but died months later due to pine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beetles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLbHNg6sXhE/Tb2SQ13uywI/AAAAAAAAAaE/MLrhUtPeqsc/s1600/LIMG_4608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601794329555159810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLbHNg6sXhE/Tb2SQ13uywI/AAAAAAAAAaE/MLrhUtPeqsc/s400/LIMG_4608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YN8L8Y_DgDU/Tb2SRC-ZW3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/4hgccf8m33k/s1600/LIMG_4610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601794333072776050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YN8L8Y_DgDU/Tb2SRC-ZW3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/4hgccf8m33k/s400/LIMG_4610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezmXJYlmhQM/Tb2SRg7CV4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/R3DQ3sqlJRA/s1600/LIMG_4614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601794341111748482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezmXJYlmhQM/Tb2SRg7CV4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/R3DQ3sqlJRA/s400/LIMG_4614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(ABOVE: Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Orosco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took these pictures in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Okmulgee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This could be the result of positive lightning. Either way, it's just as dead.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2-5% of cloud to ground lightning strikes are positively charged, and they do much more damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive strikes are much hotter, last longer and carry much more electricity. House and forest fires are often caused by positive lightning. Tree also don't fare as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the one picture which I stole from somewhere, the tree pictures on this page are from 2NEWS viewer Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Orosco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The properties of the tree and exact path of the lightning can obviously factor into how well the tree fares, but I'm guessing that Paul's pictures could be from a positively charged lightning strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fairly positive the tree is dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-763406950770860098?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/763406950770860098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/lightning-vs-tree.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/763406950770860098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/763406950770860098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/05/lightning-vs-tree.html' title='Lightning vs Tree'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8XFRrC4mxA/Tb2aCxlFmKI/AAAAAAAAAak/IujBIfeUiww/s72-c/LIMG_4616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-1257704529676495939</id><published>2011-04-24T12:13:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T13:15:12.195-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glenpool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henryetta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henbit Bixby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April 23'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken Arrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hail'/><title type='text'>April 22/23, 2011: Tulsa hail and mammatus clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6_P3dG2ZqQ/TbReboVre9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/p_8ZC2bLQCQ/s1600/windshield.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LmHnpzjK0P8/TbRebeuSp8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/iq9DVd78XHg/s1600/shyla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LmHnpzjK0P8/TbRebeuSp8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/iq9DVd78XHg/s400/shyla.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599204062925072322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(ABOVE: My wife Shyla didn't have to storm chase to gather these. Yes, she ran out into our front yard during the storm to get them! The largest measures 2.2" wide.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tulsa  county was battered by hail on consecutive days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday,  April 22, 2011, golfball to tennis ball-sized hail beat up cars in south  Tulsa county. The southern suburbs including Glenpool, Jenks, Bixby and  Broken Arrow received the largest hail. Here's &lt;a href="http://www.kjrh.com/dpp/news/local_news/large-hail-pounds-tulsa...-again"&gt;a  bit more &lt;/a&gt;about the hail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon afterward, mammatus clouds  developed over Tulsa, a somewhat rare sight. &lt;a href="http://www.kjrh.com/dpp/news/local_news/mammatus-clouds-over-tulsa---what-are-they%3F-"&gt;Here  is small article&lt;/a&gt; I wrote for KJRH regarding those clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following night on April 23, 2011,  another hail storm developed in  the Tulsa area. While the hail wasn't quite as large, quarter to  golfball-size hail pelted cars and roofs through the middle of town. The  storm formed near Kellyville, then tracked across west Tulsa, the  Brookside area, Utica Square, the University of Tulsa and Tulsa  International Airport. (I guess folks who unknowingly left their exposed  cars in the airport parking lot may return to find hail divets in their hoods.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy  these pictures sent in by KJRH viewers! George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zm6UsXF44Ts/TbReTLPwFXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/c92xPxDuKus/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zm6UsXF44Ts/TbReTLPwFXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/c92xPxDuKus/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599203920257750386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(ABOVE: A few baseball-sized  hailstones fell in Bixby. BOTTOM: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Hall family found the largest hailstones in Bixby.  These 3"  hailstones are slightly larger than baseballs!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qMqHYMRWnY/TbReS39S5DI/AAAAAAAAAZc/l3LJyP4IQQE/s1600/photo%2B24.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKH-r_3gbxA/TbReSQz16AI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zLU9-NvuQE0/s1600/DSCN2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKH-r_3gbxA/TbReSQz16AI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zLU9-NvuQE0/s400/DSCN2286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599203904571435010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKGPgP3vNYE/TbReSA4Q8EI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VzPn1M_FUDo/s1600/DSC00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKGPgP3vNYE/TbReSA4Q8EI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VzPn1M_FUDo/s1600/DSC00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKGPgP3vNYE/TbReSA4Q8EI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VzPn1M_FUDo/s400/DSC00165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599203900295016514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABOVE: Richard Waters took this beautiful picture of the mammatus clouds over South Tulsa. You can see the City Plex Towers in the bottom right. BELOW: Janie Molloy Ledbetter had an amazing view of the mammatus clouds near Bristow. She wanted to me call them "mammary clouds" on TV... and I did.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiXnX6Rjb0E/TbRf77PO1YI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2o8ZvPxWQdU/s1600/photo%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiXnX6Rjb0E/TbRf77PO1YI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2o8ZvPxWQdU/s400/photo%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599205719846868354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Most of the hail near Channel 2 was the size of quarters. But a few dense, golfball-sized hailstones like these damaged cars. Clay Holder photo.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjhi2gj-JeU/TbReR2B250I/AAAAAAAAAZE/GZvg97WjdNQ/s1600/clayholder.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjhi2gj-JeU/TbReR2B250I/AAAAAAAAAZE/GZvg97WjdNQ/s400/clayholder.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599203897382463298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(BELOW: Storm chaser Paul Haines was chasing this Tornado Warned storm near Henryetta near sunset. If you see a cloud such as this one, which looks like a rotating space ship, then stay away! The last  picture is what can happen if you don't stay away.... Tornado Warned storms can throw out huge hail away from the main precipitation core. The storm ejected baseball-size hail on to cars along Interstate 40, cracking his windshield.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qMqHYMRWnY/TbReS39S5DI/AAAAAAAAAZc/l3LJyP4IQQE/s1600/photo%2B24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qMqHYMRWnY/TbReS39S5DI/AAAAAAAAAZc/l3LJyP4IQQE/s400/photo%2B24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599203915080066098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6_P3dG2ZqQ/TbReboVre9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/p_8ZC2bLQCQ/s1600/windshield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6_P3dG2ZqQ/TbReboVre9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/p_8ZC2bLQCQ/s400/windshield.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599204065506196434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-1257704529676495939?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/1257704529676495939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-2223-2011-tulsa-hail-and-mammatus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/1257704529676495939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/1257704529676495939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-2223-2011-tulsa-hail-and-mammatus.html' title='April 22/23, 2011: Tulsa hail and mammatus clouds'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LmHnpzjK0P8/TbRebeuSp8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/iq9DVd78XHg/s72-c/shyla.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-632003400214775975</id><published>2011-04-24T11:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T12:53:17.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coweta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boom...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wagoner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cannon'/><title type='text'>BOOOM!!! How to not make friends before sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TF-8uYjBncQ/TbRQdxohbcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/L5Mr_ZL_WFI/s1600/cannon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599188709198097858" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 245px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TF-8uYjBncQ/TbRQdxohbcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/L5Mr_ZL_WFI/s400/cannon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story was from last week. This note from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt; Executive Producer Loren Cosby sums up "local flavor". Just one of those tight-lipped smiles and slow nods for this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-632003400214775975?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/632003400214775975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/04/booom-how-to-not-make-friends-before.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/632003400214775975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/632003400214775975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/04/booom-how-to-not-make-friends-before.html' title='BOOOM!!! How to not make friends before sunrise'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TF-8uYjBncQ/TbRQdxohbcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/L5Mr_ZL_WFI/s72-c/cannon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-5282845547101384744</id><published>2011-04-12T07:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:53:05.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny storm damage reports</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPntpl17xJc/TaRSE2gtxsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/u8sS-4uHTqw/s1600/smoker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPntpl17xJc/TaRSE2gtxsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/u8sS-4uHTqw/s400/smoker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594686880406685378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: I snapped a quick picture of the computer screen when I saw this come across. I guess smoking kills, right?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should start keeping track of the storm reports (LSRs) from the National Weather Service (NWS). Each office puts out a list of LSRs during and after severe weather events, and most of them usually don't stand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally you'll see local flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the past years, I remember a poorly worded LSR: "Mobile home destroyed. No significant damage". In Arkansas, I've seen "Lawnmower thrown into chicken house" and other stuff which provides a chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post them in the future on my blog when I see them. Until then I'll be on the lookout for people (above picture)with cigarettes in case any more "smokers are tossed and destroyed by wind" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-5282845547101384744?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/5282845547101384744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-storm-damage-reports.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5282845547101384744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5282845547101384744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-storm-damage-reports.html' title='Funny storm damage reports'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPntpl17xJc/TaRSE2gtxsI/AAAAAAAAAY0/u8sS-4uHTqw/s72-c/smoker.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-4658629121330358646</id><published>2011-03-28T00:03:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:56:24.119-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty and the Beast'/><title type='text'>Bicycling: "Beauty and the Beast" near Tyler, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dqhda5BcHng/TZAW-bcyZVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/UVJ33OjbZ6Y/s1600/photo%252832%2529e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dqhda5BcHng/TZAW-bcyZVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/UVJ33OjbZ6Y/s400/photo%252832%2529e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588992399342986578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: The beautiful pine trees of East Texas provide shade for much of the ride.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beauty and the Beast" is an annual bicycle ride in Tyler, TX during late March. I signed up for the event last year, but I ended up missing it as I stayed in Tulsa to work during a big Spring snow storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've wanted to do this ride for years as Tyler is my mother's family headquarters: I have two aunts, a cousin and their families living there. My grandparents enjoyed a beautiful home on well-known Cumberland Road. My Mother grew up near Tyler in the small town of London, TX. The community of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carlisle&lt;/span&gt; was renamed Price, TX for my great-grandfather J.M. Price. For the ride this year, I stayed with my Aunt Marcia and my Mother drove in from Orange to see me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather this year was great for cycling: near 70 warming to low 80s by the end of the ride, not overly humid, and a south breeze of 15mph. Morning clouds helped too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was the ride? Awesome-- I was extremely impressed! The event appeared to be exceptionally well managed, especially for a smaller town ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 700 cyclists signed up to ride distances ranging from 22 to 67 miles. The course is rarely flat...lots of rollers. (Rollers are rolling hills offering gentle climbs and fun descents. Most cyclists love them!) It appeared that the 53 and 67 mile courses were most popular. I debated whether to ride the 67 miler, but my group of three cyclists chose the 53, so I stayed with them. I chose having fun rather than stretching my endurance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terrain varied from an elevation of 350ft to as high as about 550ft. The best part: the roads were smooth and free of debris: no rocks, sand or glass. I didn't see even a single pebble loose on the road as the course appeared to have been swept-- this was the cleaned course I have ever cycled. Very few folks had flats. Most surfaces were asphalt with minor road patches-- a very comfortable ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The well-marked course had lots of smiling volunteers. I was surprised to see that US Highway 69 was temporarily closed to allow us maximum safety. Traffic was reduced on the FM, county and state highways for the rest of the ride-- I never felt unsafe. Every major intersection had DPS (highway police officers) and volunteers making sure that regular auto traffic was cleared for bicycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest areas were located every 10 miles and offered shade, plenty of restrooms, snack fuel, water and sports drinks to keep you going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ride was beautiful! The "beauty" lived up to its name with pine trees, wildflowers and scenic hills, farms and well-kept properties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of which distance you choose to ride, the biggest hill (the "Beast") is during the last 5 miles. For experienced riders, the Beast isn't difficult. Some may choose to walk their bike up the 200 ft Beast which is near 0.25 miles long at 11% grade (according to my bike computer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride ended a few miles later back where you started from at K.E. Bushman's Winery and Celebration Center. The huge, modern facility offered a festive indoor, upper scale atmosphere. A spaghetti and wine dinner greeted the finishers. Inside, they even provided towels for you to wipe your sweat after your ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I give "Beauty and the Beast" 4.5 out 5 stars. The only improvements I can think of: 1) Timer chips would be nice. It's fun to see how your time compares with other riders. 2) The ride ends without fanfare. Not that it's important, but some type of finish line, perhaps with a giant timer clock, would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for smooth roads, curves, hills, trees, wildflowers along a safe route, you need to try "Beauty and the Beast"-- I'll be back next year! George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: My Mother and I. She drove to Tyler to watch me ride. Yay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtG0jF-X-vo/TZAW9vnp09I/AAAAAAAAAWU/ekdW7na0Y2c/s1600/DSCF5584b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtG0jF-X-vo/TZAW9vnp09I/AAAAAAAAAWU/ekdW7na0Y2c/s400/DSCF5584b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588992387577402322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0v6ILhE2s4/TZAXtIulQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/nSH0QAOtOp4/s1600/photo%252839%2529e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pOtSv49tdbo/TZAW9yNCx9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/dfnT9ygDbmg/s1600/photo%252827%2529e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pOtSv49tdbo/TZAW9yNCx9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/dfnT9ygDbmg/s400/photo%252827%2529e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588992388271097810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Lots of friendly folks clustered at K.E. Bushman's Winery for the start. BELOW: I rode at about 90% of my capacity for the first hour of the ride. A respectable 19mph average.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h78pt99Is-M/TZAXsmkMfHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yArxUMDs2aw/s1600/photo%252841%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h78pt99Is-M/TZAXsmkMfHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yArxUMDs2aw/s400/photo%252841%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588993192600829042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nfu8lwfLEfE/TZAXshVagGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Y4jEbReFO7I/s1600/photo%252840%2529e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHdd_ogzCRk/TZAW-CG7XAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mBRYqjhK0Z0/s1600/photo%252829%2529e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHdd_ogzCRk/TZAW-CG7XAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mBRYqjhK0Z0/s400/photo%252829%2529e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588992392540412930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: This rest stop in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Troup&lt;/span&gt;, TX provided a brief cool down. BELOW: You are rewarded with sunlit, wildflower covered fields when you pedal out from the pines.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmeIbF8CYDI/TZDKj4fe5VI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AsRFKtLLmBU/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmeIbF8CYDI/TZDKj4fe5VI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AsRFKtLLmBU/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589189855375451474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-99b-EacqW7I/TZDKjueMoxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/FuVGfyLSIM4/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-99b-EacqW7I/TZDKjueMoxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/FuVGfyLSIM4/s400/photo%25283%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589189852685706002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQYQLIfXU88/TZDKjeslVHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/9btFnJyR2TU/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQYQLIfXU88/TZDKjeslVHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/9btFnJyR2TU/s400/photo%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589189848451077234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: With my sightseeing and the hills, my average speed dropped to 17.2mph. BELOW: Just before the "Beast", friendly folks cheer you along your way.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YM7QFoBbTX4/TZDKjkifHpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/i4_0ft9SKgw/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YM7QFoBbTX4/TZDKjkifHpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/i4_0ft9SKgw/s400/photo%25284%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589189850019339922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0v6ILhE2s4/TZAXtIulQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/nSH0QAOtOp4/s1600/photo%252839%2529e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0v6ILhE2s4/TZAXtIulQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/nSH0QAOtOp4/s400/photo%252839%2529e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588993201771201426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: This is the biggest hill. The 1/4 mile climb of the Beast doesn't last very long, but it's a steep 11% grade according to my bike computer. I rode 6mph. BELOW: My average speed dipped to 16mph after the Beast. I sprinted at about 25mph for the last miles after the hill to get my average pace back to 17mph.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_xWOboLCjY/TZAXsXdTnpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/f8jj47w2z7E/s1600/photo%252842%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_xWOboLCjY/TZAXsXdTnpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/f8jj47w2z7E/s400/photo%252842%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588993188545404562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5hcwNfiPKM/TZAXsDX8mgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/WtxHOMkIyxk/s1600/photo%252843%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5hcwNfiPKM/TZAXsDX8mgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/WtxHOMkIyxk/s400/photo%252843%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588993183154215426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtG0jF-X-vo/TZAW9vnp09I/AAAAAAAAAWU/ekdW7na0Y2c/s1600/DSCF5584b.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ubcSuiL1vRo/TZDKj_JVQLI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AuS7gK6nci0/s1600/photo%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ubcSuiL1vRo/TZDKj_JVQLI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AuS7gK6nci0/s400/photo%25285%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589189857161593010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0v6ILhE2s4/TZAXtIulQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/nSH0QAOtOp4/s1600/photo%252839%2529e.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-4658629121330358646?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/4658629121330358646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/beauty-and-beast-tyler-tx-2011.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4658629121330358646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4658629121330358646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/beauty-and-beast-tyler-tx-2011.html' title='Bicycling: &quot;Beauty and the Beast&quot; near Tyler, 2011'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dqhda5BcHng/TZAW-bcyZVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/UVJ33OjbZ6Y/s72-c/photo%252832%2529e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6667029713224602016</id><published>2011-03-24T16:29:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:19:25.949-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NSU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rivertrails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken Arrow'/><title type='text'>NSU-BA: Awesome, quick bicycle ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XvY-_KarQUY/TYu8qXKu6YI/AAAAAAAAAWM/FHmz0gwd9_Q/s1600/photo%252820%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XvY-_KarQUY/TYu8qXKu6YI/AAAAAAAAAWM/FHmz0gwd9_Q/s400/photo%252820%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587767198642792834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: The Creek Turnpike trail around Broken Arrow is a pleasant getaway. The cows agree!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you travel the length of the Riverside Trail; taking it south from downtown Tulsa along Riverside, then to the Creek Turnpike through South Tulsa, you will find yourself 26 miles later at NSU-Broken Arrow. This is where the trail ends... or begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usually quiet, small NSU-BA bike parking lot fills with mostly cyclists near dinner time. Many folks enjoy parking here then riding the trail back toward Broken Arrow and Tulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Here is the trail terminus at this parking lot just south of NSU-Broken Arrow. I like to start my ride here and pedal south then west around BA. A ride from NSU-BA to Olive and back is 12.6 miles according to my iPhone Cyclemeter app. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TIi7ln2Pb4c/TYu8qAf6i2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/PEyHLMNZhJs/s1600/photo%252821%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TIi7ln2Pb4c/TYu8qAf6i2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/PEyHLMNZhJs/s400/photo%252821%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587767192557620066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4f7az3sAEng/TYu8pmYZ6vI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xQcVI0Wv-Ds/s1600/photo%252824%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4f7az3sAEng/TYu8pmYZ6vI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xQcVI0Wv-Ds/s400/photo%252824%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587767185546799858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zbLhJBfL8GI/TYu8K6LsTbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AXjzD3JT1DI/s1600/photo%252817%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zbLhJBfL8GI/TYu8K6LsTbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AXjzD3JT1DI/s400/photo%252817%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587766658286243250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCjP1Bgu8h4/TYu8p0HsNNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/1VMWVBh0KDY/s1600/photo%252822%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCjP1Bgu8h4/TYu8p0HsNNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/1VMWVBh0KDY/s400/photo%252822%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587767189234791634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail is a dream for cyclists: longish stretches of straight-aways and curves, rolling hills and a few abrupt 100 foot climbs. While cars and trucks zoom along the nearby Creek Turnpike, you are isolated with trees, open farmland and country creeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6Lq7FeRGbY/TYu8Jy1pHwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/y1yn1jvm_jo/s1600/photo%252819%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6Lq7FeRGbY/TYu8Jy1pHwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/y1yn1jvm_jo/s400/photo%252819%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587766639134842626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Near the Creek Turnpike and Aspen. You can accelerate to 30mph going downhill. Wheeee!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the Tulsa sections of trail, higher speeds are possible as bicycles outnumber joggers and walkers-- you don't worry about running over folks! The few intersections aren't a problem either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for a great place to ride that isn't crowded, is somewhat isolated, yet not far from town, then this route is for you. Try parking at NSU-BA, then ride to Olive and back. It's a 12 mile ride, and could make you fall in love with our Tulsa Parks trail system! George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: To stay healthy, Ruben Castro says he got back on the bike after 25 years of not riding. Says he loves it and wishes he did it sooner!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09EbZvEMBSQ/TYu8pon2FbI/AAAAAAAAAV0/M8ThheSIo-Q/s1600/photo%252823%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09EbZvEMBSQ/TYu8pon2FbI/AAAAAAAAAV0/M8ThheSIo-Q/s400/photo%252823%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587767186148431282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6667029713224602016?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6667029713224602016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/nsu-ba-awesome-quick-ride.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6667029713224602016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6667029713224602016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/nsu-ba-awesome-quick-ride.html' title='NSU-BA: Awesome, quick bicycle ride'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XvY-_KarQUY/TYu8qXKu6YI/AAAAAAAAAWM/FHmz0gwd9_Q/s72-c/photo%252820%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7701839404615025100</id><published>2011-03-22T20:32:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:36:06.499-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henbit Bixby'/><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day Ride: Green and Henbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJnTgVaswJE/TYlXFcG0CFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8QHBErKNrEU/s1600/photo%252810%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJnTgVaswJE/TYlXFcG0CFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8QHBErKNrEU/s400/photo%252810%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587092563685541970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Cyclists often wear bright colors anyway. St. Patrick's Day provides an excuse for me to wear green socks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Patrick's Day was celebrated as usual on March 17, and for 2011, I joined friends for a bicycle ride. A few folks wore Irish themed cycling jerseys. I contributed by wearing green socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELUzUoH_iJ4/TYlW89Or3DI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Via8gPTYQM0/s1600/photo%252812%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELUzUoH_iJ4/TYlW89Or3DI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Via8gPTYQM0/s400/photo%252812%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587092417958108210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Mike Neal and Terry Englert show their St. Patrick's Day spirit with appropriate jerseys. BELOW: The green tires on my bike are always ready for March 17!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk170j6GwGA/TYlW8GYUo9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/SCt9pLdA6o0/s1600/photo%252815%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk170j6GwGA/TYlW8GYUo9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/SCt9pLdA6o0/s400/photo%252815%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587092403234579410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the rides for the conversation as much as the exercise, and sometimes a little education too. On the ride into the country, the usual wisecracking Mike Neal noted the small pink flowers blooming in the open fields. I've seen these flowers before, but I never thought much about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visually, the pink is stunning. The flowers can really illuminate an otherwise bland field. The zillions of pink blooms appear clustered into a field of solid color in the distant horizon... really pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike told me the flowers were Henbit. I learned these are weed flowers which bloom early in the Spring. Like most wildflowers, they lose their intense color and disappear when temperatures warm up toward Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZwPV245Fg4/TYlW8lZPEJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/toJQe4AcFFk/s1600/photo%252813%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZwPV245Fg4/TYlW8lZPEJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/toJQe4AcFFk/s400/photo%252813%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587092411559907474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N00QcvbSCd8/TYlW8f_tzEI/AAAAAAAAAUU/_I2IDjufaCQ/s1600/photo%252814%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N00QcvbSCd8/TYlW8f_tzEI/AAAAAAAAAUU/_I2IDjufaCQ/s400/photo%252814%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587092410110692418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: I showed this on TV. A field of Henbit overtaking this farmland near Bixby. Beautiful!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped my bicycle to snap pictures of the Henbit. I showed the photos on the TV morning news, and a few viewers emailed saying "thanks" as they wondered what they were too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mike. Now we know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: I should have worn this green jersey on the St. Patrick's Day ride. Would have matched my socks AND tires! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j9blHHSX2-w/TYlcOFFguNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/rGMNzQ-4VHE/s1600/photo%252816%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j9blHHSX2-w/TYlcOFFguNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/rGMNzQ-4VHE/s400/photo%252816%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587098209683028178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7701839404615025100?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7701839404615025100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/st-patricks-day-ride-green-and-henbit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7701839404615025100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7701839404615025100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/st-patricks-day-ride-green-and-henbit.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day Ride: Green and Henbit'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJnTgVaswJE/TYlXFcG0CFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8QHBErKNrEU/s72-c/photo%252810%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-3154967758398493090</id><published>2011-03-20T10:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T11:35:31.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Flickinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffeyville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bartlesville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hail'/><title type='text'>March 19, 2011: Hail and BBQ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jli070oSTQ/TYYq5HCbiNI/AAAAAAAAATc/_PtMjvDt5IU/s1600/hail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elXoRgmTHbI/TYYmW_ajBxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pAQ3n4PTF4I/s1600/bbq0.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elXoRgmTHbI/TYYmW_ajBxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pAQ3n4PTF4I/s400/bbq0.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586194564221437714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: The Staab family in Bartlesville didn't let a hail storm prevent them from a cooking out.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few severe thunderstorms developed in the KJRH/Tulsa viewing area on the morning of March 19, 2011. Enjoy the "best of" pics emailed to weather@kjrh.com by our viewers. A few of these made me smile for the creativity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elXoRgmTHbI/TYYmW_ajBxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pAQ3n4PTF4I/s1600/bbq0.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-H1mTittYo/TYYmha36aaI/AAAAAAAAATU/JyUH-CzwJjE/s1600/IMG_5212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-H1mTittYo/TYYmha36aaI/AAAAAAAAATU/JyUH-CzwJjE/s400/IMG_5212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586194743391054242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Sam Triebel received hailstones about 2" thick! From the Old Parker area, 3 miles east of Coffeyville, KS. I notified the NWS of this, and the NWS and SPC quickly conferenced. A Severe Thunderstorm Watch was issued.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TV4uB9z5Ec8/TYYmXE-IIVI/AAAAAAAAATE/YFC1kCfkTpk/s1600/Cup-o-hail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TV4uB9z5Ec8/TYYmXE-IIVI/AAAAAAAAATE/YFC1kCfkTpk/s400/Cup-o-hail.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586194565712847186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE:  Nic Pranger in Bartlesville could keep drinks cold with Mother Nature's finest! He scooped up this mostly dime-size hail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELOW: The size of hail is best represented by taking its picture next to other objects-- but this was the first time I've seen "peppermint size" hail! Picture courtesy: Kim Jones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Yo3pEG1jfU/TYYmWuomF9I/AAAAAAAAASs/qtlGqX2ruT4/s1600/6835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Yo3pEG1jfU/TYYmWuomF9I/AAAAAAAAASs/qtlGqX2ruT4/s400/6835.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586194559716956114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jli070oSTQ/TYYq5HCbiNI/AAAAAAAAATc/_PtMjvDt5IU/s1600/hail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jli070oSTQ/TYYq5HCbiNI/AAAAAAAAATc/_PtMjvDt5IU/s400/hail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586199548429830354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: We of course want our viewers to be safe during the storms, so a quick snapshot out of the backdoor works great too. This pic from Vivian Frost of Coffeyville shows mostly "small" hail everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELOW: Oh, what about the Staab family bbq? If you are wondering, the hail storm obviously didn't stop supper time! Here's the end result...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRYSAs8XCf8/TYYmXLnGrJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Ji4-8aMAc1w/s1600/bbq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRYSAs8XCf8/TYYmXLnGrJI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Ji4-8aMAc1w/s400/bbq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586194567495330962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elXoRgmTHbI/TYYmW_ajBxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pAQ3n4PTF4I/s1600/bbq0.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Yo3pEG1jfU/TYYmWuomF9I/AAAAAAAAASs/qtlGqX2ruT4/s1600/6835.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-3154967758398493090?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/3154967758398493090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-20-2011-hail-and-bbq.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3154967758398493090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3154967758398493090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-20-2011-hail-and-bbq.html' title='March 19, 2011: Hail and BBQ?'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elXoRgmTHbI/TYYmW_ajBxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pAQ3n4PTF4I/s72-c/bbq0.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-2917054475563303592</id><published>2011-03-13T21:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:47:35.656-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Flickinger Westies West Highland White Terriers'/><title type='text'>Gracie dog :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NB669ywcvMA/TX2BL3VWXXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Zbf2rGr4w3Y/s1600/gracie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NB669ywcvMA/TX2BL3VWXXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Zbf2rGr4w3Y/s400/gracie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583761153841323378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Gracie is a West Highland White Terrier, a "Westie".  Vicious attack dog, eh?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my job! But one of the joys of getting off work is spending time with my family. Wifey took this picture of Gracie dog curled on top of her. Daddy can't wait to get home to see all of his girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-2917054475563303592?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/2917054475563303592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/gracie-dog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2917054475563303592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2917054475563303592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/gracie-dog.html' title='Gracie dog :)'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NB669ywcvMA/TX2BL3VWXXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Zbf2rGr4w3Y/s72-c/gracie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-3454354079535577786</id><published>2011-03-11T17:39:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:56:34.111-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Flickinger Boston Terrier dogs Bicycle'/><title type='text'>Boston Terrier rescue on bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAJdCcYYeaw/TXrsRiuObwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EH4mS2yBmjI/s1600/photo%25289%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAJdCcYYeaw/TXrsRiuObwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EH4mS2yBmjI/s400/photo%25289%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583034474201771778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: I aborted my bike ride at mile 39 when Roxie dog wanted to play in traffic.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bicyclists vs barking dogs game is played nearly every ride into the country with my friends. Often, big barking dogs are left unleashed by their owners. The dogs then charge out of their yards to run, chase or attempt to eat us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes a lost-looking doggie wants to join too. That's what happened today riding in Tulsa near the Creek Turnpike at Memorial Drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UVsMcx9r-U/TXrrZ4OFolI/AAAAAAAAARk/Sr3wTfff3_A/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UVsMcx9r-U/TXrrZ4OFolI/AAAAAAAAARk/Sr3wTfff3_A/s400/photo%25283%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583033517899883090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: This puppy finally caught up to me, but she didn't know what to do next!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crossed Memorial Drive as usual and pedaled eastward up a large hill toward Mingo. A small dog found me at the top of the hill. She barked and started chasing me... and chasing and chasing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "vicious" barking thing appeared harmless! I stopped to make friends with her. She was a puppy!-- a Boston Terrier with new looking teeth,  probably 6 months to 12 months old. I scratched her head; she closed her eyes; then splatted into the grass for a tummy rub! Thankfully she had a collar with ID: "Roxie". I took out my cell phone and called the owner. The owner answered but told me she was 30 minutes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wj3Ek7xn-Tk/TXrrZvqVzLI/AAAAAAAAARc/AcZimBELduk/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wj3Ek7xn-Tk/TXrrZvqVzLI/AAAAAAAAARc/AcZimBELduk/s400/photo%25284%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583033515602463922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: She melted in my hand while getting a head rub.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxie dog tried to run out into Mingo, but I got her off the street in time. She then bolted toward the highway! I left my bike on the ground, scooped her up and held her into her owner arrived. I had fun taking pics of us! Moral of the story: name tags for doggies work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a6CL4pf3QTs/TXrrZQEBzVI/AAAAAAAAARU/3aFOdm_IoB0/s1600/photo%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a6CL4pf3QTs/TXrrZQEBzVI/AAAAAAAAARU/3aFOdm_IoB0/s400/photo%25285%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583033507120270674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFJGBtGyhFs/TXrrZOv9WkI/AAAAAAAAARM/knqlPAfSDf0/s1600/photo%25286%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFJGBtGyhFs/TXrrZOv9WkI/AAAAAAAAARM/knqlPAfSDf0/s400/photo%25286%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583033506767657538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cry76J8DxAM/TXrrn0eXyuI/AAAAAAAAARs/4zIB7HTfVxc/s1600/photo%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cry76J8DxAM/TXrrn0eXyuI/AAAAAAAAARs/4zIB7HTfVxc/s400/photo%25287%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583033757412608738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE PICS: The owner came to the rescue in record time! In the middle picture, I guess that my nose must taste good...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-3454354079535577786?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/3454354079535577786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/boston-terrier-rescue-on-bike.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3454354079535577786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3454354079535577786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/boston-terrier-rescue-on-bike.html' title='Boston Terrier rescue on bike'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAJdCcYYeaw/TXrsRiuObwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/EH4mS2yBmjI/s72-c/photo%25289%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7130111693750463283</id><published>2011-03-02T16:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:52:50.204-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Record coldest temperature Oklahoma Nowata'/><title type='text'>State Record: -31°... Coldest temperature in Oklahoma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kjrh.com/dpp/news/oklahoma-sees-record-breaking-temperatures-during-the-month-of-february"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3XYwhs9pNMM/TW7OGWHy2ZI/AAAAAAAAARE/v8-aHlO4yJI/s400/thomas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579623596771432850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kM8pZIHicPw/TW7OF58aA2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ZNU5ZbzG2fU/s1600/snowpile.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdwXhJxrMpg/TW7OFiC-rEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HADcxFlUjCY/s1600/me%2Band%2Bphil.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Channel 2 photographer Thomas Berger and I visit the location where a record -31° was measured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.kjrh.com/dpp/news/oklahoma-sees-record-breaking-temperatures-during-the-month-of-february"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for the video on KJRH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first two weeks of February 2011, nearly every major snow and all-time low temperature records were broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to record lows and highs being set within a week, the following records fell in Tulsa: Most snow in 24 hours (14.0") , most snow in one month (22.5") , most snow in one season (26.1") . A new state record was also set for most snow in 24 hours: 27" near Spavinaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdwXhJxrMpg/TW7OFiC-rEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HADcxFlUjCY/s1600/me%2Band%2Bphil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdwXhJxrMpg/TW7OFiC-rEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HADcxFlUjCY/s400/me%2Band%2Bphil.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579623582792592450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Meteorologist Phil Browder chats with me about the all-time state record. Phil used to work in TV before he got smart and earned a job with OCS.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow slowly evaporated, and the evaporational cooling helped create record cold conditions in Tulsa and eastern Oklahoma. With the snow piled high, Tulsa dropped to -12° on the morning of February 9, 2011-- that's the coldest in Tulsa in 80 years. The long-standing state record of -27° was shattered too, as the temperature plunged to -31° near Nowata. The temperatures in Pryor and Bartlesville dropped to -30° and -28°. This area experienced unrivaled cold after a narrow swath of 15-25" of snow fell north and northeast of Tulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sYZFL7Ol-ik/TW7OF5m0r4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fmnPnc7veN4/s1600/phil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sYZFL7Ol-ik/TW7OF5m0r4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fmnPnc7veN4/s400/phil.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579623589116948354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: The old thermometer was removed for testing and a new thermometer is installed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To verify the new records, weather officials (Oklahoma Climate Survey) maintaining the Oklahoma Mesonet traveled to Nowata. (Click &lt;a href="http://www.kjrh.com/dpp/news/oklahoma-sees-record-breaking-temperatures-during-the-month-of-february"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for the video)  I witnessed history: we met up with the crew at the exact location where the record -31° occurred. It felt awesome to stand on that snow-covered farm as OCS removed and swapped out the record measuring thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kM8pZIHicPw/TW7OF58aA2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ZNU5ZbzG2fU/s1600/snowpile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kM8pZIHicPw/TW7OF58aA2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ZNU5ZbzG2fU/s400/snowpile.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579623589207475042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I took this picture at River West Park in Tulsa on March 2, 2011. More than three weeks after the blizzard, this 10 feet high pile of snow remains! The city dumped snow here when clearing streets.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7130111693750463283?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7130111693750463283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/state-record-coldest-temperature-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7130111693750463283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7130111693750463283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/03/state-record-coldest-temperature-in.html' title='State Record: -31°... Coldest temperature in Oklahoma'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3XYwhs9pNMM/TW7OGWHy2ZI/AAAAAAAAARE/v8-aHlO4yJI/s72-c/thomas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-4798679379687754949</id><published>2011-01-17T08:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T09:16:47.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2010... and 1980: First Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TTRZKPLAgJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wH2d8r0uPCI/s1600/george%2Bsnow%2B19802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563169472115671186" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TTRZKPLAgJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wH2d8r0uPCI/s400/george%2Bsnow%2B19802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: My first snow! That's me at home in Orange, TX in 1980. I had never seen this picture until Mother found it in a drawer recently. This was the first time I ever saw snow. My smile proves it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow isn't unusual in eastern Oklahoma, but the first snow of the season seems to be a big deal. Lots of memories are made, especially for the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in Orange, TX, and any snow was unusual and a big deal. On average, measurable snow is observed about once every 10 years along the Southeast Texas Gulf Coast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single kid in Orange remembers the snow of 1980. The snow fell during the night on Friday, and kids woke up early Saturday morning to white stuff in the yard. Probably 1'-2" fell. It was enough snow to build my first snowman in the front yard! (Frosty melted the next day...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tulsa area averages 9" of snow a year, and the 1" of snow which fell last week wasn't quite enough to make a snowman, but it probably provided smile to the kids. Maybe their parents too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TTRZKed90gI/AAAAAAAAAPo/u8kA1zjL0-Y/s1600/george%2Bliveshot2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563169476221719042" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 284px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TTRZKed90gI/AAAAAAAAAPo/u8kA1zjL0-Y/s400/george%2Bliveshot2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: My camera dude Kyle is stoked. He's excited for my live shot in the light snow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563169473745496466" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 317px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TTRZKVPlqZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Aq86XYiYzqE/s400/george%2B1inchsnow2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: 1" of snow fell at our house. The snow was a bit powdery and 100% beautiful)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-4798679379687754949?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/4798679379687754949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-and-1980-first-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4798679379687754949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4798679379687754949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-and-1980-first-snow.html' title='2010... and 1980: First Snow'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TTRZKPLAgJI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wH2d8r0uPCI/s72-c/george%2Bsnow%2B19802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-5036667116496699520</id><published>2011-01-11T11:45:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:34:17.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January 9-10 Snow: Fun Viewer Pictures</title><content type='html'>These are a few of the pics shared by KJRH viewers. These really made me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyYArI0l7I/AAAAAAAAAPA/1h49tVHwlIg/s1600/snow2011%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX3wn-R5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/wXUzfINPoPM/s1600/snow2011%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX3wn-R5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/wXUzfINPoPM/s400/snow2011%2B001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560986624096880530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ABOVE: Jada Pingleton from Hartshorne and her cat Marley. And a hula snow girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyYaFgMHFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/stCPrPiAefg/s1600/snow%2B026-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyYaFgMHFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/stCPrPiAefg/s400/snow%2B026-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560987213816929362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ABOVE:  Eddie and Rhonda Boback near Claremore show us that their puppies love  the snow. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyYNswWOUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zoLlB3TaM9I/s1600/IMAG0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX2x54oaI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OHnmz1IvX-A/s1600/pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX2x54oaI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OHnmz1IvX-A/s400/pic.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560986607260574114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ABOVE: Joyce McCoy sent in this picture of her grand daughter. This is Maybree Moore of Warner and her tiny snowman. Cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX2gb_PBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yZRz_W3rD90/s1600/pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX09Dj2vI/AAAAAAAAAOg/v5MiYtsPfKQ/s1600/2011%2Bsnow4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX09Dj2vI/AAAAAAAAAOg/v5MiYtsPfKQ/s400/2011%2Bsnow4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560986575894207218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ABOVE: I smile when Carolyn Canida sends us pictures of her West Highland White Terrier. "Stuart" was a foster dog of ours.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX0OCeKhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/pK4_U425K-s/s1600/2011%2Bsnow2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX0OCeKhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/pK4_U425K-s/s400/2011%2Bsnow2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560986563273173522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ABOVE: and this is Carolyn's snow mouse! There wasn't enough snow to make a snow man.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyYNswWOUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zoLlB3TaM9I/s1600/IMAG0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyYNswWOUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zoLlB3TaM9I/s400/IMAG0257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560987001015384386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(ABOVE: Blake Cates saw this parked near KJRH. His caption, "Don't let your dog drive in the snow.")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-5036667116496699520?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/5036667116496699520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-9-10-snow-fun-viewer-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5036667116496699520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5036667116496699520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-9-10-snow-fun-viewer-pictures.html' title='January 9-10 Snow: Fun Viewer Pictures'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSyX3wn-R5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/wXUzfINPoPM/s72-c/snow2011%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6268019905460099145</id><published>2011-01-09T11:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T11:35:42.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow-- so what's REALLY gonna happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSnxK9aeqaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wZ9Hp4Rsz04/s1600/george%2BTV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSnxK9aeqaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wZ9Hp4Rsz04/s400/george%2BTV.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560240385552198050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: "So, is it really gonna snow on Monday?!" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This makes me laugh when I hear this.  Our weather staff is often asked what we "really think" will happen with the weather just after finishing a newscast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm including an email. This is what I sent to KJRH employees after the 9am Sunday "2NEWS Weekend Mornings" newscast. Hopefully this closely resembles what actually came out of my mouth on TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email: "The first snow of the season is on the way. For today, light snow and flurries are possible in Tulsa and our viewing area. No accumulation expected. Most folks won’t receive any measurable snow today. Monday is our snow day. 1-3" totals are likely in our viewing area including Tulsa. As I type this Tulsa is not under any weather advisories, but am guessing that a "Winter Weather Advisory" will be issued for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light snow is possible as early as sunrise on Monday, but most of the snow will fall during the afternoon and evening. Snow gradually ending toward and after midnight. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be bigger story is the cold. We will likely stay below freezing for over 100 straight hours!! Highs temperautures in the 20s and low 30s are expected thru Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: you can always check kjrh.com for the latest forecast. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6268019905460099145?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6268019905460099145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-so-whats-really-gonna-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6268019905460099145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6268019905460099145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-so-whats-really-gonna-happen.html' title='Snow-- so what&apos;s REALLY gonna happen?'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TSnxK9aeqaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wZ9Hp4Rsz04/s72-c/george%2BTV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-433809750331075657</id><published>2010-12-23T08:33:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T09:26:23.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar Eclipse: KJRH viewer pics from December 21, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigaqJhDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/b25H0Bxik1s/s1600/Full%2BMoon2%2B12-22-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE: Click on all these pictures for larger, higher resolution images. The moon looks cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigIyL_DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RUFLnGQ5gD8/s1600/Eclipse%2Bposter%2Bsmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigNDOD9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/4ILmd1ZSBSU/s1600/lunar3mosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNiaQ5D-wI/AAAAAAAAANs/QD5UN8K6HUY/s1600/lunar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNiaQ5D-wI/AAAAAAAAANs/QD5UN8K6HUY/s400/lunar1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553890968828377858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: Wow, just wow! Click on the picture for the high resolution details. Gerald Miller from Muskogee generously shared this picture of the moon during the lunar eclipse.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I woke up at 2am on December 21 to view the lunar eclipse from our front yard. Looking straight up, the moon appeared as an orange dot nearly overhead. This was the first lunar eclipse on the Winter solstice in 456 years! A lunar eclipse occurs when Earth is perfectly aligned between the sun and the moon causing Earth to cast a shadow on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures from KJRH viewers are what you missed if you slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigNDOD9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/4ILmd1ZSBSU/s1600/lunar3mosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigNDOD9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/4ILmd1ZSBSU/s400/lunar3mosaic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553891070876454866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE:  The beautiful mosaic was compiled by Mr. Miller. He took pictures every 10 minutes from 11:34pm to 4:01am) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Lonnie Iannazzo shows the stages of the eclipse. The orange tint on the moon is thought to be from the reflection of the sun's rays off of Earth.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigIyL_DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RUFLnGQ5gD8/s1600/Eclipse%2Bposter%2Bsmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigIyL_DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RUFLnGQ5gD8/s400/Eclipse%2Bposter%2Bsmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553891069731273778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: The full moon returned to "normal" as shown in this beautiful picture from Alison Stone of Bixby.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigaqJhDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/b25H0Bxik1s/s1600/Full%2BMoon2%2B12-22-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNigaqJhDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/b25H0Bxik1s/s400/Full%2BMoon2%2B12-22-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553891074529395762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-433809750331075657?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/433809750331075657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/12/lunar-eclipse-view-pics-from-december.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/433809750331075657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/433809750331075657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/12/lunar-eclipse-view-pics-from-december.html' title='Lunar Eclipse: KJRH viewer pics from December 21, 2010'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TRNiaQ5D-wI/AAAAAAAAANs/QD5UN8K6HUY/s72-c/lunar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-2975905837549584646</id><published>2010-12-01T08:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T09:27:25.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>November Images</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkVN5LscI/AAAAAAAAANc/KiDs4n7zdVQ/s1600/turkey%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy these pictures from our viewers and KJRH from November 2010. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkGXmhDfI/AAAAAAAAANM/Bx3GgXtUBQ0/s1600/Sandhill%2BCranes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkGXmhDfI/AAAAAAAAANM/Bx3GgXtUBQ0/s400/Sandhill%2BCranes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545730051730902514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sandhill Cranes against the November 9 sunset at Salt Plains National Wildlife Refuge in north central Oklahoma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj53Sw8EI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xIW3LJIHfg8/s1600/Eagle%2BReady%2Bfor%2BTakeoff2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj53Sw8EI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xIW3LJIHfg8/s400/Eagle%2BReady%2Bfor%2BTakeoff2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545729836899692610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul Orosco grabbed his camera after hearing of a bald eagle enjoying a fall morning near Okmulgee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkgP8LshI/AAAAAAAAANk/asRqL4VyNJQ/s1600/turkey%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkgP8LshI/AAAAAAAAANk/asRqL4VyNJQ/s400/turkey%2Btree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545730496350892562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Sutton kids think that the background tree looks like a turkey! (or maybe a squirrel?) Credit the 2007 ice storm for the tree's unusual shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj6OOh73I/AAAAAAAAAMs/1Ep-E5mc33Y/s1600/Fall%2BBoy%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj6OOh73I/AAAAAAAAAMs/1Ep-E5mc33Y/s400/Fall%2BBoy%2521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545729843055947634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Smith family says that their 6 year old Wesley the Bullmastiff patiently enjoys the Fall weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkFg4OI9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/GoHFa8zTjlg/s1600/pelicans%2B7790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkFg4OI9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/GoHFa8zTjlg/s400/pelicans%2B7790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545730037041210322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Virginia Craig from Jay took this picture of the pelicans at Grand Lake. The water ripples add a nice effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkGXmhDfI/AAAAAAAAANM/Bx3GgXtUBQ0/s1600/Sandhill%2BCranes.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkF2VGpvI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZKWlgj5z8kA/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkF2VGpvI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZKWlgj5z8kA/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545730042799498994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From KJRH. Safaris Sanctuary in Broken Arrow brought a joey for the 11am Midday news! Julie Chin and I pet the baby kangaroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj6Q33QMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ODGJGu6yLXQ/s1600/gf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj6Q33QMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ODGJGu6yLXQ/s400/gf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545729843766182082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's me driving StormChaser 2 in the Claremore Veterans Day parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj6OOh73I/AAAAAAAAAMs/1Ep-E5mc33Y/s1600/Fall%2BBoy%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj5QAuCOI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9cCv0lr5uzo/s1600/claremore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj5QAuCOI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9cCv0lr5uzo/s400/claremore.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545729826355022050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was fun! The school children literally line the streets of downtown Claremore to honor Veterans Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj5q0qeWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RC6VwQOCdNY/s1600/deana2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj5q0qeWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RC6VwQOCdNY/s400/deana2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545729833552214370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deana Silk, my KJRH 2NEWS Weekend Morning co-anchor is popular with the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZj5QAuCOI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9cCv0lr5uzo/s1600/claremore.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-2975905837549584646?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/2975905837549584646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/12/november-images.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2975905837549584646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2975905837549584646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/12/november-images.html' title='November Images'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TPZkGXmhDfI/AAAAAAAAANM/Bx3GgXtUBQ0/s72-c/Sandhill%2BCranes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6214283383474036723</id><published>2010-11-24T23:57:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T09:32:04.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snake in our house... so grab the blower?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO39n5q3yQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5FyJCFz6WMc/s1600/photo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO37KQh_SpI/AAAAAAAAALM/kp8knAeAZQY/s1600/photo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO37KQh_SpI/AAAAAAAAALM/kp8knAeAZQY/s400/photo3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543362870017739410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO374jcQo0I/AAAAAAAAAME/7-zWLbmGIeg/s1600/photo9.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;(ABOVE: A huge rat snake climbs the gutter of our house.  Where is Mr. Snake going?! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's not in my heart to kill a snake, but I  also don't care for one to slither near our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  was quite surprised this past Sunday to find a huge snake sunning itself on the back porch. Snakes enjoy warmer weather, and the late afternoon sunshine provided cozy warmth-- up against our door! The dogs immediately spotted the creature and barked like crazy. Mr. Snake retreated and coiled behind the grill. I quickly got the dogs inside then wondered what to do next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Josie and my leg. Our Westies alerted us of the snake in the backyard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO39n5q3yQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5FyJCFz6WMc/s1600/photo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO39n5q3yQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5FyJCFz6WMc/s400/photo2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543365578300311810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dogs disappeared inside, Mr. Snake didn't waste time making a getaway. He quickly uncoiled from behind the barbecue grill and slithered along the side  of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: The snake retreats behind the grill. Time to put on my snake catching boots!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO374jcQo0I/AAAAAAAAAME/7-zWLbmGIeg/s1600/photo9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO374jcQo0I/AAAAAAAAAME/7-zWLbmGIeg/s400/photo9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543363665367966530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO373zQojAI/AAAAAAAAALs/uo3nR6IUZaE/s1600/photo6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO373zQojAI/AAAAAAAAALs/uo3nR6IUZaE/s400/photo6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543363652434299906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snake unraveled to more than 3 feet long! I thought my new friend was  leaving the yard when he changed directions and went straight up the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO374QpOv6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/u8hR_EtJLJA/s1600/photo8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO374QpOv6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/u8hR_EtJLJA/s400/photo8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543363660322095010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.  Snake curled around the rain gutter &lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;  slithered toward the roof. He found a small crack in the foundation, poked his  head in and entered the house. &lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;The snake got in!!! &lt;/span&gt;Mr. Snake squeezed in between the top of the bricks and the  roof. Wifey wasn't pleased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (BELOW: The snake slithers up the rain gutter and disappeared into the house. A thin crack exists between bricks and roof. Apparently the small crack is big enough for a snake to live!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO374KWg7uI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dr4SXJ76GVc/s1600/photo7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO374KWg7uI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dr4SXJ76GVc/s400/photo7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543363658632982242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The snake couldn't go anywhere from  there as he trapped himself between the drywall and bricks. Unless he burrowed through drywall and wood he was trapped and couldn't get into the bedrooms. &lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;But we still wanted him gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: John used a hair drier! He tried heating up the snake's hidey hole to force him out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO373hYhmQI/AAAAAAAAALk/dZzmqrHUdSc/s1600/photo4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO373hYhmQI/AAAAAAAAALk/dZzmqrHUdSc/s400/photo4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543363647635560706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;Not knowing  what to do next, Wifey called our friend John the snake expert. John rushed over  with his snake catching tools. He tried several methods to get the the critter  out, but Mr. Snake was too far back. We called it a night. Wifey didn't sleep to well that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(BELOW: Sure, why not try a leaf blower too! Not sure how to react if the snake blew out of the house...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO37L6bwMwI/AAAAAAAAALc/4M-dCwy6y4I/s1600/photo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO37L6bwMwI/AAAAAAAAALc/4M-dCwy6y4I/s400/photo5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543362898445742850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;The next day t&lt;/span&gt;emperatures warmed into the upper 70s. I frequently checked the backyard, but I couldn't find any signs of the snake. Maybe and &lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;hopefully he slithered&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;Either way  I sealed the crack in the bricks. T&lt;/span&gt;he snake will never get back  inside&lt;span class="044135422-24112010"&gt;-- or &lt;/span&gt;he's trapped inside the bricks forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(BELOW: I sealed the crack above the bricks. If we smell dead snake soon then we know where he is...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO37GmB-nZI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DCHEcjH3MMs/s1600/photo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO37GmB-nZI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DCHEcjH3MMs/s400/photo1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543362807069580690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6214283383474036723?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6214283383474036723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/11/snake-in-our-house-so-grab-blower.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6214283383474036723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6214283383474036723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/11/snake-in-our-house-so-grab-blower.html' title='Snake in our house... so grab the blower?!'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TO37KQh_SpI/AAAAAAAAALM/kp8knAeAZQY/s72-c/photo3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7996527799670658359</id><published>2010-11-16T16:20:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:29:10.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops.... Bad Parking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TOMELO7LGxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-yZ37YBZf4M/s1600/cable3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540276557627202322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TOMELO7LGxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-yZ37YBZf4M/s400/cable3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (ABOVE: someone parked their Chevy in a bad spot. The tire is sitting on cables from a Channel 2 news truck.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long and weird hours are the norm working in TV. And sometimes our work days get longer due to the unexpected. On Election Day, Channel 2 photographer John Guthery parked the news truck as normal, and he stretched cables across the parking lot from the truck to the TV camera for a live shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540276309332517922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TOMD8x9G5CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/eXliyP6xKso/s400/cable2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone parked their SUV on the cables! John had to remain late after the live shot until the owner showed up to drive away. (I bet that was a fun chat!) You can't exactly leave a hundred thousand dollar live truck behind or cut the cables. John politely waited it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TOMD0T6fToI/AAAAAAAAAKk/w9-A2sHlZJg/s1600/cable1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540276163829517954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TOMD0T6fToI/AAAAAAAAAKk/w9-A2sHlZJg/s400/cable1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7996527799670658359?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7996527799670658359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/11/oops-bad-parking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7996527799670658359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7996527799670658359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/11/oops-bad-parking.html' title='Oops.... Bad Parking'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TOMELO7LGxI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-yZ37YBZf4M/s72-c/cable3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-497398161420804185</id><published>2010-11-04T11:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:13:58.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10'/><title type='text'>Catching up... April 21, 2010 Storm Chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNLpYEQYXSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/8zThDkWa9KI/s1600/042110a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNLpYEQYXSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/8zThDkWa9KI/s400/042110a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535743491660340514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: We didn't run into any memorable storms on 4/21/2010, but a pheasant ran into us.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted on flickingerweather.com as much since I've been using Facebook , so I'm getting caught up writing up chase days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics from April 21, 2010. The storms which formed that day developed away from our chase target, so a poor pheasant became the most memorable part of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving highway speeds, the bird flew across the road and directly into the front of our vehicle. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickingerweather.com/042110.html"&gt; http://www.flickingerweather.com/042110.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-497398161420804185?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/497398161420804185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/11/catching-up-april-21-2010-storm-chase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/497398161420804185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/497398161420804185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/11/catching-up-april-21-2010-storm-chase.html' title='Catching up... April 21, 2010 Storm Chase'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNLpYEQYXSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/8zThDkWa9KI/s72-c/042110a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-8164050437282495332</id><published>2010-11-03T11:21:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T12:08:42.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forecast: Brown Grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNGSLf20u3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/7zR4YB4AfkM/s1600/ray-harrell.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNGSLf20u3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/7zR4YB4AfkM/s400/ray-harrell.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535366143242713970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ABOVE: My view walking through Ray Harrell park. Our Fall leaves aren't quite as vivid this year due to the prolonged dry weather.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your backyard usually turns brown this time of year as the daylight gradually disappears. But the lack of rain isn't helping. Some of our viewers are telling us of big cracks in their yards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our yearly rainfall is 15-25% below average across eastern Oklahoma. This Fall has been especially dry. Widespread heavy rain is not expected anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long range outlook appears drier than norm for the rest of the Fall.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BELOW: This is a drought map. The soil moisture is quite low, especially in southeastern OK. Each windy, low humidity day will bring the entire state a high fire danger. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNGN60lzRwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gpxqGPGMjOY/s1600/drought+indexblog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNGN60lzRwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gpxqGPGMjOY/s400/drought+indexblog.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535361458704172802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BELOW: Precipitation outlook for Fall through early Winter. More dry weather is expected from Oklahoma to the Gulf Coast.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNGOAcuIOCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MxkScl_e1vM/s1600/long+rangeblog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNGOAcuIOCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MxkScl_e1vM/s400/long+rangeblog.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535361555375863842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-8164050437282495332?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/8164050437282495332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/11/forecast-brown-grass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8164050437282495332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8164050437282495332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/11/forecast-brown-grass.html' title='Forecast: Brown Grass'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TNGSLf20u3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/7zR4YB4AfkM/s72-c/ray-harrell.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-107798407819208130</id><published>2010-10-25T23:53:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:34:50.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome and fun pics from KJRH viewers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TMZl6HLRL6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LiLi823KIXA/s1600/downtownbig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532221241304362914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TMZl6HLRL6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LiLi823KIXA/s400/downtownbig.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: Beautiful! Here's the view of downtown Tulsa on a foggy morning as photographed by Stephanie Farris from St. John Medical Center.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We receive lots of awesome pictures from our viewers. Our weather staff looks at all of them, and we show a bunch of them on the news. In addition to beautiful landscapes and weather pics as seen above I like to show pics that make you smile! See below.... Here's a few from the past week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(BELOW:Lana says that this fox is a "frequent visitor" in Claremore!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532215348376131202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TMZgjGTsVoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sPYaDtz6M8w/s400/fox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(BELOW: Paul Orosco wonders if Tiger Woods has this same problem?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532217002657630402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TMZiDY_IyMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LeESCG3zZfE/s400/paulorosco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532216836771617282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TMZh5vA1GgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/HU0VVQS9PQg/s400/frog1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: Karla Fitzgerald took a picture of a cute little tree frog when....)&lt;br /&gt;(BELOW: ... the frog wanted to meet Karla!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532218894896336194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TMZjxiIADUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4DCtxoIo4vs/s400/frog2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532219106281827298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TMZj91mOq-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Q0cX8p9jssM/s400/frog3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for watching and keep 'em coming! Send your pictures to &lt;a href="mailto:weather@kjrh.com"&gt;weather@kjrh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-107798407819208130?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/107798407819208130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome-and-fun-pics-from-kjrh-viewers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/107798407819208130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/107798407819208130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome-and-fun-pics-from-kjrh-viewers.html' title='Awesome and fun pics from KJRH viewers'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TMZl6HLRL6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LiLi823KIXA/s72-c/downtownbig.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-4674924740697695778</id><published>2010-09-06T07:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:22:20.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzzz.... at work. Oops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TITp6o9eVII/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fy9LqutW5d8/s1600/couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513789037445272706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TITp6o9eVII/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fy9LqutW5d8/s400/couch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Sometimes I sneak in a nap at work in the weather office. Especially during "Employee of the Month" meetings...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I squirm in meetings-- I skip them when I can get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KJRH management called a boring meeting last Thursday morning, but I had more important things to do: sleep at work. So I avoided the meeting and turned out the lights in the weather office for a nap. I wanted to sleep between the morning and midday news. As I got to work that day at 3am while going to bed the night before at midnight, I thought I could splat on the couch for about 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss called my cell phone. I pretended to be awake when I answered. He needed me to attend the stupid meeting. So wearing the street clothes which I had changed in to for my nap: shirt, shorts and no socks or shoes, I walked into the meeting barefoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting? Julie Chin and I won for August as voted on by our co-workers. Here is my "Employee of the Month" trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So-- I basically was trying to sleep through my own meeting...makes for a good story! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BELOW: My mother will make a bigger deal about the EOM award than I ever will. So Mom, this pic is for you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TITjoPDi9gI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xKLJVoS4mzc/s1600/eom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513782124184008194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TITjoPDi9gI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xKLJVoS4mzc/s400/eom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-4674924740697695778?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/4674924740697695778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/09/zzzzzzz-at-work-oops.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4674924740697695778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4674924740697695778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/09/zzzzzzz-at-work-oops.html' title='Zzzzzzz.... at work. Oops!'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TITp6o9eVII/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fy9LqutW5d8/s72-c/couch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6651294882034915109</id><published>2010-07-21T20:51:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T17:42:44.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Kyle Foulks 1935-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TEemcImosDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pvs37v20B8g/s1600/klye-groeg-julie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496544872505061426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TEemcImosDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pvs37v20B8g/s400/klye-groeg-julie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: From 2008. Julie Chin, Kyle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Foulks&lt;/span&gt; and myself at Cleveland HS. Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Foulks&lt;/span&gt; lobbied for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt; to present a Weather Safety Tour show in his hometown. It worked! We broadcast from Cleveland, OK. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt; weather team recently lost a weather photographer. I lost a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;75 year old Kyle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Foulks&lt;/span&gt; died this month in Cleveland, OK. You might remember his name as we showed his weather pictures on TV. I well remember one of his last from this past Winter: an icy image of the Arkansas River. The river froze near Cleveland! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle and I got to know each other over the years, and we discovered that we both loved bicycling. After his career in the US Navy, he worked with racing bicycles in California. He spoke of riding his bike to work-- I can imagine him cruising the beach in style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his military funeral, his widow and son John invited me to dinner and her house. I actually hadn't met her before, but we hugged like we knew each other! She told me that I was among Kyle's favorite meteorologists, and the family wanted to give me something of his. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beyond flattered, and my eyes full of water from the funeral, I followed them to the home. The Foulks home is beautiful house overlooking the country side on the edge of Cleveland. An American flag hung on a pole in the front yard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking up their driveway, the widow and oldest son told me that Kyle had a wish. He had something that he wanted to give me. I certainly wasn't expecting anything fancy--maybe some of his favorite weather pictures or such! I was shocked and speechless as I followed them into their garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498405187476812802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TE5CYt64dAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KVqwPTOZ1qg/s400/kyle+bike.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: At the family's request, I followed them to their home after the funeral. They presented me Kyle's custom bicycle.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cannondale&lt;/span&gt; cruiser bicycle was parked in front of me. (Its price would rival that of a used car.) My eyes teared up when John started talking-- I realized what was happening. I knew what Kyle wanted. (My eyes are watering as I type this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John said that his father wanted to "fix up his bike and present it to George." Kyle planned on bringing the bike to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KJRH before he died&lt;/span&gt;, but his health denied him. So the family honored his wish and presented me his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the probably the biggest honor and most emotional moment from a viewer and friend in my 15 year TV career. Kyle got his wish... I hear his voice. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498406807778774322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TE5D3CA-TTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zvFCWpzY7Oo/s400/kyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6651294882034915109?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6651294882034915109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6651294882034915109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6651294882034915109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Remembering Kyle Foulks 1935-2010'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TEemcImosDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pvs37v20B8g/s72-c/klye-groeg-julie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7883529206249007433</id><published>2010-07-09T14:31:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T10:12:32.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>West Tulsa: Home of World's Largest Cactus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TDd6Ouq8xUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8tiYCigWAbc/s1600/cactus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491992664066540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TDd6Ouq8xUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8tiYCigWAbc/s400/cactus1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so it may not be the world's largest, but this Agave Cactus is probably the tallest in this part of the country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TDd9T-RBAnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qVETHo-RIHU/s1600/cactus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491996052686963314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TDd9T-RBAnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qVETHo-RIHU/s400/cactus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the story: The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Applebee&lt;/span&gt; family of West Tulsa bought a small cactus about 20 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were travelling through Arizona, and wanted a small, desert plant. They purchased a tiny cactus, and the salesmen told them it would be a nice plant for the back porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the cactus had other ideas! It outgrew all the pots and finally needed to be replanted in the backyard. Mr. George Applebee kept the cactus alive during the Winter by installing heaters around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(LEFT: The cactus leaves are about 8 feet tall. The single stalk really does resemble &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;asparagus&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cactus&lt;/span&gt; looked simply like a thorny, leafy garden fern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this Spring, a single stalk sprouted straight upward. It grew at a rate of one foot per day for 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend has it that the asparagus-like looking stalk grows once every 100 years. This stalk then blooms. The leafy blooms contain the seedlings for future generations of new plants. The parent cactus then dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Applebee&lt;/span&gt; family contacted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt; to tell us their story. This wouldn't make the headlines of the evening news, but I thought it worthy of TV time. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TDd9wareEhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WDPCRkJ8pGA/s1600/cactus3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491996541350449682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TDd9wareEhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WDPCRkJ8pGA/s400/cactus3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I grabbed the video camera myself and shot a one minute story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month after the story aired on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt;, I rode my bicycle to their home. The plant is now blooming as the cactus leaves slowly wither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Applebee&lt;/span&gt; (who told me she is 82 years old) chuckled to me, "At our age, we're glad to see it's blooming now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(RIGHT: a 6 foot tall Weatherman bicycled out to visit the 30 foot tall bloom. This picture was taken one month after the top two pictures.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7883529206249007433?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7883529206249007433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/07/west-tulsa-home-of-worlds-largest.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7883529206249007433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7883529206249007433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/07/west-tulsa-home-of-worlds-largest.html' title='West Tulsa: Home of World&apos;s Largest Cactus'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TDd6Ouq8xUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8tiYCigWAbc/s72-c/cactus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7772374501572960964</id><published>2010-07-03T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:59:40.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small town sarcasm in Hectorville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TC82kWCneHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/T-VQukJlNF4/s1600/hectorville-store.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489666097084174770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TC82OtQ1EbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H2QOJUziqFk/s400/hectorville.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: Small town humor. Apparently, the county tore up the paved road and never rebuilt it. The locals aren't amused...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hectorville&lt;/span&gt; is a tiny town about 20 miles south of Tulsa. Most Oklahomans haven't visited or vacationed there. In fact you may never have heard of it as the state feels that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hectorville&lt;/span&gt; isn't worthy of a highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently it isn't worthy of paved county roads either. The unofficial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hectorville&lt;/span&gt; sign pictured above was erected by frustrated local residents. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Okmulgee&lt;/span&gt; county officials tore up the old paved road so that an improved road could be built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it hasn't happened. A dusty, gravel and dirt road replaced the asphalt surface on the Okmulgee county side of the community. Cyclists normally ride into Hectorville from the north, usually from the Bixby/Jenks/South Tulsa area. Those roads are paved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us, the sign provides a chuckle and smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489666206956796578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TC82VGkgOqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QrdwGsMhMOE/s400/hectorvillemap.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: I stole this map from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;KJRH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Vipir&lt;/span&gt; 2 database... Can you find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hectorville&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(BELOW: The bicycling community &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;appreciates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hectorville&lt;/span&gt;. Its air conditioned country store provides a popular stop during the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489666370731647874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TC82eoreI4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/rXssceUvFNI/s400/hectorville-store.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7772374501572960964?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7772374501572960964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/07/small-town-sarcasm-in-hectorville.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7772374501572960964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7772374501572960964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/07/small-town-sarcasm-in-hectorville.html' title='Small town sarcasm in Hectorville'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TC82OtQ1EbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/H2QOJUziqFk/s72-c/hectorville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-4358348427158997755</id><published>2010-07-02T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:51:43.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>from Grove, OK: a "League of Their Own"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488614082911840482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCt5bbEqqOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/a-fR7RISefI/s400/cards1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: Local resident Gina "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chirpey&lt;/span&gt;" Casey and her sister Alice played professional baseball in the 1940s.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grove, OK is probably best known for being a home for Grand Lake and the Cherokee Queen. It's also the home of Gina "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chirpey&lt;/span&gt;" Casey. I met her when I recently spoke to the Hospital &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Auxiliary&lt;/span&gt; at Northeastern Oklahoma A&amp;amp;M College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chirpey&lt;/span&gt;" and her sister played professional women's baseball during the 1940s and early 1950s. The well-known movie, "A League of their Own" starring Gena Davis and Rosie O'Donnell was based on their story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chirpey&lt;/span&gt;" was quite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chirpy&lt;/span&gt;! She easily spoke about her interesting baseball career. Today, she remains an associate member of the All-American Girls Pro Baseball League. She also gave me the baseball cards you see here. They are autographed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(BELOW: Here's the back of the baseball cards. Hometown of Grove, OK is listed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488614598189826034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCt55aogv_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/SW0NfoUEfWo/s400/cards2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-4358348427158997755?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/4358348427158997755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-grove-ok-league-of-their-own.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4358348427158997755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/4358348427158997755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-grove-ok-league-of-their-own.html' title='from Grove, OK: a &quot;League of Their Own&quot;'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCt5bbEqqOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/a-fR7RISefI/s72-c/cards1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7255004277851203314</id><published>2010-06-25T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T18:36:26.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheapest Fill Up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCU69yJpFPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kEU8uHR9KXs/s1600/gas+station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486856554129462514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCU69yJpFPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kEU8uHR9KXs/s400/gas+station.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (ABOVE: I took this picture today. It appears someone really did purchase only enough gasoline to mow part of their patio yard.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cash or Credit?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gassed up the car today, and this is what I saw when I stopped to refuel. This transaction was on the pump from the customer before me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know we've all put in just a few dollars worth before, but only 35 cents of gas? Really? Is that worth stopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see, basic math here: if the driver gets 20mpg, then he can now drive 2.72 miles from the purchase of 0.136 gallons of gasoline. That should be good enough to make it to the next gas station up the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7255004277851203314?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7255004277851203314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheapest-fill-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7255004277851203314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7255004277851203314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheapest-fill-up.html' title='Cheapest Fill Up?'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCU69yJpFPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kEU8uHR9KXs/s72-c/gas+station.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-8647514952031465509</id><published>2010-06-22T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:46:39.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking good for TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCGQssonMjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-44aUusa3dI/s1600/flops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485824918684119602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCGQssonMjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-44aUusa3dI/s400/flops.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ABOVE: This is what I saw looking straight down as I got ready for the Sunday 10pm news.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, they match my black suit pants! Funny thing: our Sunday news anchor guy, Jason Grubbs, was also wearing flip flops! There's a reason you only see us from the waist up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-8647514952031465509?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/8647514952031465509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-good-for-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8647514952031465509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8647514952031465509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-good-for-tv.html' title='Looking good for TV'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TCGQssonMjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-44aUusa3dI/s72-c/flops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-1579513437746147253</id><published>2010-06-20T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T20:53:33.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TB7E8Lvl0GI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Z9DEtXwg5bA/s1600/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485037934407438434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TB7E8Lvl0GI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Z9DEtXwg5bA/s400/dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (ABOVE: My father in Orange, TX from 1980. Dad was my baseball coach. I didn't realize until years later that he didn't know much about baseball. But he guided our team anyway.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreaded Father's Day after my father died. He died of prostate cancer. His outlook was good when we was diagnosed at age 58. The doctors told him that he was at Stage 2 which is 95% survivable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had surgeries and various treatments to remove the cancer, and we thought he beat it. But the cancer came back a few years later and quickly took his life. I wasn't expecting his death-- my mother phone called before sunrise on a Sunday morning with the news. If the phone rings before 6am, it's usually not good. Dad was a 5% victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was my hero. I wanted to be like my Father. Dad would have been my best man in my wedding. Stupid cancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now use Father's Day to reflect on my wonderful childhood and his leadership. I still shed tears too. In fact just typing this made my eyes water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-1579513437746147253?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/1579513437746147253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/1579513437746147253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/1579513437746147253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TB7E8Lvl0GI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Z9DEtXwg5bA/s72-c/dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7794946102060001675</id><published>2010-06-18T21:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:27:39.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathing dogs is stupid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBwshpttRwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Kj0SPgCokOk/s1600/dirty+tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484307402875291394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBwshpttRwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Kj0SPgCokOk/s400/dirty+tag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: Tag-Tag dog a few hours after his Daddy gave him a bath.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Tag-Tag dug up the backyard, I have him a bath. Here's how responded his first time back outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7794946102060001675?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7794946102060001675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/bathing-dogs-is-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7794946102060001675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7794946102060001675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/bathing-dogs-is-stupid.html' title='Bathing dogs is stupid.'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBwshpttRwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Kj0SPgCokOk/s72-c/dirty+tag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6428420706390329169</id><published>2010-06-17T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:00:12.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Chloe Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBrXc34lr4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/l4R6CF4jKb4/s1600/chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483932387314610050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBrXc34lr4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/l4R6CF4jKb4/s400/chloe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: Chief Meteorologist Dan Threlkeld and me with Michelle Lowry's daughter Chloe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KJRH is a dog friendly work place. I don't know what the exact rules are, but I think our bosses sometimes look the other way when folks bring their pets to work. For many of us, our pets are our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I got kisses from Chloe dog when she visited the TV station last year. Chloe's mother is Michelle Lowry. Chloe died earlier this week after she got out of her yard. She was 17 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe, thank you for the kisses. We love you and miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6428420706390329169?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6428420706390329169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/remembering-chloe-dog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6428420706390329169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6428420706390329169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/remembering-chloe-dog.html' title='Remembering Chloe Dog'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBrXc34lr4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/l4R6CF4jKb4/s72-c/chloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-3481388472480512522</id><published>2010-06-16T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:49:00.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Channel 2 Softball Team: No one compares...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBhLULtJNPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tnnzqQJKDQE/s1600/scoreboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483215356435182834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBhLULtJNPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tnnzqQJKDQE/s400/scoreboard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: Our team plays in a co-ed league on Sunday Nights at All-Star Sports Complex.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No reason to embarrass anyone here. It's obvious which score belongs to the Channel 2 softball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no one that plays quite like we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our level of play is unmatched by any other team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The score says it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-3481388472480512522?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/3481388472480512522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/channel-2-softball-team-no-one-compares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3481388472480512522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3481388472480512522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/channel-2-softball-team-no-one-compares.html' title='Channel 2 Softball Team: No one compares...'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBhLULtJNPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tnnzqQJKDQE/s72-c/scoreboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-8589742597899029380</id><published>2010-06-15T05:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T05:52:54.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Healthy" eating at KJRH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBdZcqXvz4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/KoenDNKyu0g/s1600/snacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482949420291968898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBdZcqXvz4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/KoenDNKyu0g/s400/snacks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the good ole days when things like apples, oranges and grapes were considered to be good for you? I was taught that fruit and veggies were healthy foods while chips were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, chips and fruit snacks are now considered nutritious and healthy. Notice the yellow "fit pick" sticker on the vending machine at work. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-8589742597899029380?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/8589742597899029380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/healthy-eating-at-kjrh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8589742597899029380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8589742597899029380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/healthy-eating-at-kjrh.html' title='&quot;Healthy&quot; eating at KJRH?'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBdZcqXvz4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/KoenDNKyu0g/s72-c/snacks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-2303287293891376666</id><published>2010-06-14T07:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T05:40:37.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely rainy nights at the TV station</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBY8VFsaseI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3-MTD2SMDSc/s1600/radar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482635929373553122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBY8VFsaseI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3-MTD2SMDSc/s400/radar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (ABOVE: at 3:04am, this is my view in the dark TV studio. A weatherman, a radar and a camera.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why do you get to work so early?" is common question that Julie Chin and me get from viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally get to work near 3:15am on "quiet" mornings. Today I arrived at Channel 2 just before 1:30am as ongoing thunderstorms means longer hours. (It doesn't help when you stay up late the night before playing on the KJRH softball team. I'm working on ZERO hours of sleep!) I relieved Andy Wallace who stayed late after the 10pm news. Anytime there's stormy weather on the radar you'll find at least one meteorologist here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather center is lonely in the middle of the night as most of the news folks don't begin showing up until 4am. But I'm too busy to get lonely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first update the forecast on kjrh.com. The process of making a forecast then takes me 45 minutes to an hour depending on the weather pattern. Then we make all of our own graphics for the 2 hour newscast. Everything has to be ready for air by 4:30am when we record a weathercast for "WeatherPlus" on Channel 222. The rest of our weathercasts are all live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1pm when my shift ends I'm gonna go home and sleep all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(BELOW: The 49 cent drinks from QT are appreciated to keep a weatherman going. Diet Mountain Dew!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482636016194607858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBY8aJIK2vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/syr3fJiwcR8/s400/qt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-2303287293891376666?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/2303287293891376666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/lonely-rainy-night-at-tv-station.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2303287293891376666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/2303287293891376666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/lonely-rainy-night-at-tv-station.html' title='Lonely rainy nights at the TV station'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBY8VFsaseI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3-MTD2SMDSc/s72-c/radar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-1899626850111645518</id><published>2010-06-12T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:58:39.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bicycle Wedding Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBRH9q_HSLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QZIeivoH0dM/s1600/bike+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482085771253336242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBRH9q_HSLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QZIeivoH0dM/s400/bike+cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: I took this picture today with my cell phone. It's the rare bicycle cake. It tasted better than chain degreaser!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I attended the wedding of Chris Cordt and Jessica Chapman at Boston Avenue First United Methodist Church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris is a long-time friend and employee of KJRH. Last year I cycled with him in the Tulsa Tough and Hotter N Hell in Wichita Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his groom's cake! Congrats Chris and Jess! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-1899626850111645518?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/1899626850111645518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/bicycle-wedding-cake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/1899626850111645518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/1899626850111645518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/bicycle-wedding-cake.html' title='Bicycle Wedding Cake'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBRH9q_HSLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QZIeivoH0dM/s72-c/bike+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6822678710429168743</id><published>2010-06-11T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:30:00.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas A&amp;M headed to: Big 10, Pac 10 and SEC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBF10XZMiNI/AAAAAAAAADc/T57XP1vAHIY/s1600/kyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481291763979946194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBF10XZMiNI/AAAAAAAAADc/T57XP1vAHIY/s400/kyle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ABOVE: This is our view of Kyle Field from our seats. We sit in the north end zone. We'll wave so that you can see us on TV!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one appears to know anything right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is certain that the Big 12 will be no longer exist in its current form. My family is anxiously awaiting realignment news like everyone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College football is my favorite sport. We still hold on to our Texas A&amp;amp;M season tickets though we don't get to attend many games. Mom makes several home games a year, she loves it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is well-rooted in the current Big 12 South: I attended Texas A&amp;amp;M from 1991 to 1996. My Mother graduated from Baylor. Other family members hold degrees from Texas, Baylor and Texas Tech. A few of my old professors now work in the meteorology department at OU. I at least hope to stay in the same conference with those schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked the Big 12, but like everyone else now wonders what next? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6822678710429168743?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6822678710429168743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/texas-headed-to-big-10-pac-10-and-sec.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6822678710429168743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6822678710429168743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/texas-headed-to-big-10-pac-10-and-sec.html' title='Texas A&amp;M headed to: Big 10, Pac 10 and SEC!'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBF10XZMiNI/AAAAAAAAADc/T57XP1vAHIY/s72-c/kyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-3270383547840629293</id><published>2010-06-10T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:00:00.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facial Hair and TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBBxcjNCwwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/crTWKvdHH2o/s1600/mattie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481005481810117378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBBxcjNCwwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/crTWKvdHH2o/s400/mattie.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: Paul Orosco took this picture of me with his dog Mattie one year ago. Mattie is giving my beard kisses!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My vacation time is ending soon as I return to work for Saturday "2NEWS Weekend Mornings". Actually, I'll go into work Friday as I have to write, graphic submit and voice a mini-package for the weekend show, but Saturday is my first regular workday back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't shave when I'm on vacation.  As I'm one of those guys who can grow a beard in about 30 minutes, I enjoy not shaving when possible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year I sprouted a beard on TV. I didn't shave due to facial stitches, so I had a nice scruff after one month. Was amazing how many interesting comments I received from viewers-- you don't see many news people with beards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to shave... Summon the Gillette multi pack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-3270383547840629293?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/3270383547840629293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/facial-hair-and-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3270383547840629293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/3270383547840629293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/facial-hair-and-tv.html' title='Facial Hair and TV'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBBxcjNCwwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/crTWKvdHH2o/s72-c/mattie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-8845740857775209189</id><published>2010-06-09T20:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T20:29:12.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinus infections are stupid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBA9M2fDi8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_cihzUi6C3Y/s1600/thermometer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480948037503388610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBA9M2fDi8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_cihzUi6C3Y/s400/thermometer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (ABOVE: As of 8pm tonight a light fever developed again. I feel mostly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; though.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shyla&lt;/span&gt; sent me to  the doctor one week ago due to allergy problems. This is the first Spring I've suffered anything other than minor sinus issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He prescribed stronger medication to reduce sinus drainage, and another something to kill the infection. I thought I was better a few days later for Tulsa Tough but instead had to drop out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been down for 7 days now during what happened to be my scheduled vacation.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shyla&lt;/span&gt; and I hoped to travel, and do some storm chasing in the Plains. I also wanted to ride my bicycle a zillion miles and finally finish major house projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need more sleep, more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wifey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westies&lt;/span&gt; and I hope to return to work Saturday. I'll be fine.  I'm  just annoyed at being down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-8845740857775209189?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/8845740857775209189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/sinus-infections-are-stupid.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8845740857775209189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/8845740857775209189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/sinus-infections-are-stupid.html' title='Sinus infections are stupid.'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TBA9M2fDi8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/_cihzUi6C3Y/s72-c/thermometer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-6016841227953691885</id><published>2010-06-09T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:05:00.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>40mph from "Bike Cam" in Tulsa Tough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA86Msd79lI/AAAAAAAAACs/lqE9uJHVjdk/s1600/bike+still.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480663261302748754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA86Msd79lI/AAAAAAAAACs/lqE9uJHVjdk/s400/bike+still.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (ABOVE: Video image from my handlebars. The "BikeCam" in downtown Tulsa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enjoy! This is my view of the Tulsa Tough Saturday ride. I cycled 24 miles before I got sick and dropped out. This is the first time I didn't complete the 100k course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To shoot this video I installed a small digital camera on my bicycle. The $100 camera did well on 640x480 movie mode at 30fps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After beginning slowly in downtown Tulsa, &lt;strong&gt;we accelerated to 40mph&lt;/strong&gt; through the country. I think the 2:00 minute mark of this video is quite thrilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-24ac7d433b7c7fbd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D24ac7d433b7c7fbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333583359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1524D73199DDFE9C3B28A49CE030963D7D28C38B.503EBCBBD2FE7434C347AD22CDEE2F45AD8101AB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D24ac7d433b7c7fbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuqM-JJqmxp1S9LbV0mtUBtsZC70&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D24ac7d433b7c7fbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333583359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1524D73199DDFE9C3B28A49CE030963D7D28C38B.503EBCBBD2FE7434C347AD22CDEE2F45AD8101AB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D24ac7d433b7c7fbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuqM-JJqmxp1S9LbV0mtUBtsZC70&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HcNFilIg1DI"&gt;uploaded this video to YouTube &lt;/a&gt;as I'm learning howing to blog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-6016841227953691885?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/6016841227953691885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/40mph-from-bike-cam-in-tulsa-tough.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6016841227953691885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/6016841227953691885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/40mph-from-bike-cam-in-tulsa-tough.html' title='40mph from &quot;Bike Cam&quot; in Tulsa Tough'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA86Msd79lI/AAAAAAAAACs/lqE9uJHVjdk/s72-c/bike+still.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-7706610577408582609</id><published>2010-06-08T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:31:59.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thatcher: Whoa Muddy Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA8YqXdzaEI/AAAAAAAAACk/SfiBdniOlCk/s1600/thatcher-mud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480626387665774658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA8YqXdzaEI/AAAAAAAAACk/SfiBdniOlCk/s400/thatcher-mud.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been able to do much while I've been ill. But I do have enough strength to tell Thatcher dog, "No!" You are not getting on the furniture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I held him back from charging into the living room. Parts of the backyard remained damp from Monday's 1.00" rain. He likes to make doggie mud pies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-7706610577408582609?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/7706610577408582609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/thatcher-whoa-muddy-boy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7706610577408582609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/7706610577408582609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/thatcher-whoa-muddy-boy.html' title='Thatcher: Whoa Muddy Boy!'/><author><name>George Flickinger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478771125183847221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA4BLGXRTxI/AAAAAAAAACA/_f9vyjXPU4k/S220/George_Flickinger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA8YqXdzaEI/AAAAAAAAACk/SfiBdniOlCk/s72-c/thatcher-mud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014762458017740690.post-5853914181535427510</id><published>2010-06-08T01:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:37:02.179-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulsa Tough Lees Bicycles George Flickinger KJRH Channel 2'/><title type='text'>June 5, 2010: Dropped out of Tulsa Tough. Had fun anyway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480306040847939250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA31TukrNrI/AAAAAAAAABI/VMEOhrm-YZE/s320/gf-liam.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ABOVE: My friend Liam &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Overbaugh&lt;/span&gt; helps me with helmet during last year's Tulsa Tough.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.tulsatough.com/"&gt;Tulsa Tough&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt;) is my cycling highlight of the year. It's an awesome feeling to watch the pros race &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NASCAR&lt;/span&gt; style through downtown Tulsa. Regular folks too can compete in distance rides.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA35Jp7oGrI/AAAAAAAAABg/sD6wlqfUw-c/s1600/DSCF5320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480310265849846450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA35Jp7oGrI/AAAAAAAAABg/sD6wlqfUw-c/s320/DSCF5320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(RIGHT: The pros are a blur at night. Speeds can reach over 35mph)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride the 100k events, and I think of it as "competing in non-competitive categories" if that makes sense. By definition the rides aren't races, but some folks (myself very much included!) want to perform well. I like to see how my time matches against my friends and other cyclists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; rides began, I had two complaints. Most riders seem to not like two changes this year: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change #1: the rides began one hour later. A 9am start this year means more riding in hotter temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change #2: No ankles timers! How are we supposed to know how well we did against other riders if we're not wearing timer chips?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hopefully these two issues will be addressed in the future &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; events as it's otherwise a first class event. I wrote a polite complaint letter to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt; officials regarding these issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Saturday 9am 100k ride, I lined up with Chris and Stephanie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Galuppo&lt;/span&gt;. The athletic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Galuppos&lt;/span&gt; look like Mr. and Mrs. Universe in their cycling outfits! They rode the 100 mile event that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9am Saturday ride started on time. I f&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA344NqE_7I/AAAAAAAAABY/Z8siLypzhsc/s1600/george.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480309966202273714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA344NqE_7I/AAAAAAAAABY/Z8siLypzhsc/s320/george.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;elt&lt;/span&gt; fine at first. My snazzy blue jersey looked good, but my health wasn't: two days earlier, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wifey&lt;/span&gt; made me go to the doctor's office with an allergy/ sinus issue. My stupid trip to the doctor's office wasn't a big deal. I thought I was feeling better by ride time that Saturday. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Instead&lt;/span&gt; it took only a few miles for me to know I wouldn't finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near mile 5 we climbed a 100 foot tall hill. A climb like that isn't a big deal for a well-seasoned biker. But on this day, it marked the beginning of the end of my ride. I couldn't recover as I had trouble regaining my breathe. I gasped for air the next few miles and couldn't get my usual breathing rhythm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell behind Chris and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;. Their pack accelerated to a 20mph pace, and I quickly disappeared from the scene. I couldn't even do 15mph. My legs weighed a thousand pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept slowing down, pedalling only about 12mph. I didn't feel good so I stopped at mile 14 for a water break. Near mile 16 I dropped off the 100k course, turning back toward Tulsa. I thought I would end up riding the 50k course, but I couldn't manage that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quick rests became splats in the grass. More stops: mile 16, mile 18, 19. I walked the bike up hills. A friendly voice, Cathy from &lt;a href="http://leesbikes.com/"&gt;Lee's Bicycles&lt;/a&gt; stopped to chat with me and offer support. I probably looked hopeless walking beside a bicycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another stop or two I reached the mile 24 rest stop. Normally, I wouldn't stop until about mile 40 or so, but I was sick. I told the race officials that I was done. They towed my bike and me back to home base. George &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Flickinger&lt;/span&gt;= &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DNF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really really disappointed, but didn't know that I was that ill at the time. Two nights later my fever swelled to near 102. Stupid sinus infection! The illness took about 5-6 days out of me. I didn't even attempt the Sunday 100k ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Tulsa Tough 2010 was awesome. I didn't finish the ride, but so what?! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shyla&lt;/span&gt; and I had a blast with our friends at the events including the pro races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I couldn't finish my ride, Chris and Stephanie did survive. They reached the finish line together after hours of riding on that 90 something degree day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Galuppos&lt;/span&gt; completed the 100 mile ride and have sunburns to prove it. That's Tulsa Tough!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA36mhp47lI/AAAAAAAAABw/8xCGTjjhZGk/s1600/shy-stef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480311861355802194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA36mhp47lI/AAAAAAAAABw/8xCGTjjhZGk/s320/shy-stef.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA36KafOAQI/AAAAAAAAABo/g5hz2mWlnRo/s1600/steph-chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480311378395660546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA36KafOAQI/AAAAAAAAABo/g5hz2mWlnRo/s320/steph-chris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(TOP to BOTTOM: Stephanie and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shyla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Flickinger&lt;/span&gt; are "VIPs" at Lee's Bicycles watching the Friday Night &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;crits&lt;/span&gt;. Stephanie is all smiles after riding 100 miles as Chris cools in the kiddie pool behind her. Ouch! Look at that sunburn where Chris didn't use sunscreen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480312049784232002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70-vt-kaILk/TA36xfmumEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DyGW_-_7BAo/s400/chris-burn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4014762458017740690-5853914181535427510?l=cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/feeds/5853914181535427510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-5-2010-weatherman-drops-out-of.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5853914181535427510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4014762458017740690/posts/default/5853914181535427510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cyclingweatherman.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-5-2010-weatherman-drops-out-of.html' title='June 5, 2010: Dropped out of Tulsa Tough. 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