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Lifelong Pursuit of Fun List: Time To Start Planning for 2016

Lifelong Pursuit of Fun List: Time To Start Planning for 2016

Every morning a writing prompt from The Daily Page greets me in my mailbox. The intent is to encourage me to write something, anything each day. Ostensibly the encouragement is for this blog, but 9 times out of 10? I scribble something in my journal instead.

But today we have a winner! A topic that seems blog-worthy and quite timely as 2015 begins its wind down.

Where do you want to spend more time?


Well, that is a huge can of worms. Wait. I don’t mean that I want to spend time in a can… with worms… I mean that I want to spend time everywhere! Except work.

I guess I’d better get crackin’ on adding the bookmarks I’ve saved and notes I’ve scrawled on scraps of paper to my to-do list. That post will be coming up soon. As will a recap of things I managed to pull off in 2015. Many of which were a surprise to me.

backbone rock tunnel


What about you? Where do you want to spend more time? Have you got some curiosity that you hope to satisfy burning you up inside? Perhaps you want to spend some time “nowhere.” That is a worthwhile pursuit.

For the past couple of years I’ve earmarked a few things on my Lifelong Pursuit of Fun List and made loose goals (more like hopes) to try to see them before the calendar rolls over. Sometimes I am able to pull them off, sometimes not. The best part about that? It doesn’t matter. The wishin’ is just as important.

The “I Never Go Anywhere or Do Anything” Photo Gallery

Assorted photos of visiting places through early 2014. A work in progress.


Bucket List Stop: The PennDot Road Sign Sculpture Garden

Bucket List Stop: The PennDot Road Sign Sculpture Garden

Fuzzygalore at the PennDOT sculpture garden meadville pa

While I was riding through Pennsylvania, one of my “must stop” places was the PennDot Road Sign Sculpture Garden. It sat dusty on my Lifelong Pursuit of Fun List for several years.

After pulling in the lot, I perused the giant flowers which are absolutely lovely. It is really powerful to think about what beauty there is in throw-away objects.  You just have to choose to open your eyes to it.

Moving along the fence line, the vignettes created about Pennsylvania history are whimsically amazing. There are many more panels than are featured in the gallery below. You’ll have to go see them for yourself 🙂

This sculpture garden is worth stopping for!

More info:


18492 Smock Hwy, Meadville, PA 16335

Lifelong Pursuit of Fun: The 2015 Halfway Point

Lifelong Pursuit of Fun: The 2015 Halfway Point

Bucket list, To-Do list, whatever you want to call it – I jot things down in an effort to help me focus when I become a deer in the headlights. Sometimes when I have a million options rattling around in my brain, I freeze. Opening a list, pointing to a line and just going with it makes things easy.

We’re now into the 6th month of 2015. Truth be told, I haven’t added many things to my list this year. I’ll chalk that up to bad paperwork and not a lack of curiosity or enthusiasm. On the flip side of that, I have managed to experience a few things on my Lifelong Pursuit of Fun list 🙂

The 2015 Halfway Point

Visit Mount Equinox in Vermont

I believe that I first learned of Mount Equinox from an online post about Americade. The view of the rolling green mountains of Vermont stayed in my mind and went on my To-Do List as something to see with my own eyes.

I made my way there in June of 2015.

fuzzygalore at Mount Equinox Vemont

Pedal Power

Thanks to my friend Ed for lending me one of his fatbikes, we took a trip to California in May of 2015 to ride bicycles and generally hang out. That satisfied my “Take a Bicycle Vacation” wish.

visiting mono lake

During that trip, I visited some sights that were long on my pursuit of fun list. And a few that never got put on officially but were certainly “I’d love to see that one day” stops. They’ll get honorable mention.

Randy’s Donuts

Big. Beautiful. Donut.

We hopped in to our rental car at LAX and went directly to Randy’s; do not pass go, do not collect $100. Basking beneath the glow of that gorgeous donut we welcomed ourselves to California with a delicious chocolate glazed.

It was so tasty… we stop on our way back to LAX, too.

Griffith Observatory

A classic cinematic icon. It was our first stop on our mosey around the edges of LA. fuzzygalore at Griffith Observatory

Bicycle Across the Golden Gate Bridge

I absolutely LOVED being able to do this. Though we’d San Francisco before we never took the time to pedal the big orange beauty. It is an easy ride along the bay, across the bridge and to Sausalito where you can take a ferry back to the San Fran piers. Don’t have a bike? No problem. There are tons of rentals. Do it!


About to tick off a #bucketlist item. Bicycling the Golden Gate Bridge


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Honorable Mention

Pearsonville Uniroyal Gal

visiting uniroyal gal pearsonville ca

The Devil’s Postpile
visiting the devils postpile

As I scan down my list, it is interesting for me to see things that I was near to and missed because I was pressed for time or simply forgot about them. The converse of that is winding up in a place I’d wanted to be but hadn’t actually set out with that specific intent. No doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Now I’ve got to go through my scribbles and bookmarks and do some list maintenance. So many wonderful things to see and do in this world!

Have you been busy chasing your dreams?

Daytripping to Mount Equinox in Vermont

Daytripping to Mount Equinox in Vermont

My dog Lilo licked my face, my eyelids slowly parted and I looked at the clock; 6:45.

On the weekends, I think she does this to see if I’m still breathing since I’ve slept “so late.” She helpfully wakes me up and then goes back to bed. Just checkin’ to see if you’re still alive, dude. On weekdays it’s still dark when I get up and she’s still snoring away by my feet.

Once my eyes open I find it very difficult to go back to sleep. On Sunday I tried to linger in bed thinking maybe I could catch a few more Zs. But the foreman inside my brain pulled the steam whistle. The wheels, belts and pulleys struggled to life and the thoughts began chugging down the conveyor belt.

Right Brain: “If you got up now, you’d have plenty of time to catch the 8:00 ferry.”

Left Brain: “But where would we go?”

Right Brain: “Dopey, you have a whole list of things you want to do. We can do anything, everything, even! Pick one and do it!”

Left Brain: “But what if I pick the wrong one?”

:::my whimsical, anything is possible, right brain sighs:::

Right Brain: “What’s wrong with you? How could you pick the wrong one when the list is full of right ones?”

And so I zeroed in on heading towards Mount Equinox in Vermont. I’d seen pictures of the view many times. It meant that I would have to ride through the Berkshires and Vermont. Jackpot! I set off on the ferry and made my way to New England.

While I was riding along route 7 in Vermont, I spotted this sculpture. I couldn’t resist stopping. It reminded me of my husband Kenny and I. He, a 40-something version of Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes and me with my out of control curls.

fuzzygalore and crudmop-like sculpture

Mount Equinox’s Skyline Drive is a private road. There is a $12 toll that you must pay at the tollhouse. As you work your way up the climb, there are a few pull offs to take in the view. This was my favorite:

fuzzygalore at mount equinox vermont

It was also where I dropped the new camera that I bought last month to replace the camera that I dropped while doing the Mason-Dixon Rally. Sadly the lens wouldn’t retract until I “helped” it. Then it wouldn’t extend. Using my mind powers, some creative language and a few quick bangs into the palm of my hand, the lens started working again. But, the focus? Not so much.

While I was messing around with my new broken camera I was also being eaten alive by flies. They were so maddening I had to put my helmet on and shut the visor with all but the tiniest of crack remaining so I didn’t suffocate in the 80+ degree heat. (I don’t know what that is in celsius. You’re on your own, rest of the world.)

The kicker is that not only do I have clips for my camera inside my jacket pocket:

But I also have a lanyard for around my neck specifically for my camera. Apparently both only work… when used. It just goes to show you that I am a master of self-sabotage.

Unfortunately, I can become fixated on things. I was so pissed off about my own idiocy that I didn’t enjoy my time at the top of the mountain nearly as much as I should have. Thems the breaks.

Thankfully the simple act of having to ride the 200 miles back to the ferry cleared my mind and kept me focused on the task at hand. Riding fixes everything.


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