I had a few UV flashlights, cheap "scorpion lights" you see at gift shops.
But it turns out the cheap lights don't really show the fluorescent colors
of most rocks very well; this one was recommended by an expert in the
geology club as a low-cost entry to seeing fluorescent rock colors.
(They told us you can see even more with
more
expensive lights — with a warning not to get the 6-Watt
UV-Tools light, as its performance is very disappointing --
but I went for the entry-level option.)
I used it a few times, marveled at the cool colors, and then put it away.
Recently I dug it out again and went walking around the yard after dark.
We had business in Albuquerque yesterday, and the weather was nice, so we
brought our bikes along to explore the trails along the Rio Grande bosque.
It was a beautiful, relaxing ride.
The trails were packed with happy, friendly cyclists, hikers,
runners, plus people on scooters and a couple of those one-wheel,
self balancing skateboards (which I'd never seen on a trail before).
I think we saw more other trail users than in the cumulative past year
hiking in our usual spots.
There were lots of cranes on the river and in the sky, and a
roadrunner who ran across the trail in front of us, then slowly made
its way up the branches of a tree before gliding across the canal then
running up to the top.
Dave and I never get tired of watching roadrunners — the most
Velociraptor-like birds there are. I wish they were more common in White Rock.
Sunday was the annual Christmas Bird Count, and we had unusually
good weather for it: sunny, windless, not too cold.
It started with a bang at Overlook Park when a bunch of starlings flew
over ... followed by a small falcon. I'm not good at identifying falcons
because I see them so seldom, but fortunately I was with an experienced
birder who sees merlins at her house and confidently IDed this one.
A life bird for me (I'm sure I've seen them, but never been sure
enough of the ID to count one), and also a bird that was on the list
of birds to watch for since they hadn't been seen so far during the
count week.
My Miata blew a radiator hose and dumped out all its coolant,
so I needed to do a radiator flush and fill.
Turns out that's kind of a nasty job on an NB (second-gen) Miata.
The radiator drain plug is accessed through a hole in the tray under
the engine. Once you get it loose enough that coolant has started to
drip out, if the screwdriver slips, it's impossible to get it back on
without getting coolant all over the screwdriver, flashlight, your
arm, your face and hair, etc. And once you do manage to loosen it
enough, it pops out,
sending coolant gushing everywhere onto the engine undertray,
from which it comes out the back and sides and it's impossible to
catch it all in a drain pan.
So that left me with quite a mess to clean up afterward. I started by
pouring the used coolant into a container with a secure cap: I've
always heard warnings about how kids and pets will try to drink
the poisonous stuff because it tastes and smells sweet.
We don't have kids or pets, but there are plenty of wild critters
and we want them to stay healthy too.
On a mountain bike ride on the White Rock Canyon Rim trail yesterday,
we stopped at one of the overlooks to admire the view, and turned to
see three bighorn sheep crossing the trail behind us.