Drowning in a Sea (Ocean?) of Estrogen
Jeff Foxworthy describes his life, surrounded by female children, sisters, nieces (no nephews), etc., as living in a sea (or ocean, I can't remember) of estrogen.
Today, I also nearly drowned in a sea of estrogen!
My wife belongs to a ladies group, a more relaxed older ladies group. There is another group, much more of a "Type A" - "Let's practice climbing hills," - group.
They decided to join together for a 14 mile trip up and down Waterton Canyon, a highly scenic gravel road paralleling the S Platte River in the Denver foothills.
[See pictures and a story about Waterton Canyon here:
So, we all met in the parking lot - and despite husbands being invited - I was the only male.
1. Next to us, a lady was attempting to blow up a totally flat tire with a leaking pump. They did not know how to get a Shrader pump head onto the valve when the tube was flat. So, I got my pump, supported the tube from the front of the tire, and inflated it for them. ALso, the front tire was 30 pounds low, so I fixed that.
2. The faster ladies took off, never to be seen until the top.
3. One lady got ill, and I stayed with her (except my wife would have if I hadn't been there). We finally got her to a shelter, and Nora sprayed her with water - oh it was supposed to be 90F and she had no water, and had been very sick two days before.
4. At the top, there were others who had no water nor food. My wife shared with one.
5. On the way back, there was a flat tire. Someone came riding back up to where I was and asked if I had a pump. Of course I did. So, I rode down to the flat - no pump, no tube, no patch kit. I had an extra 26" tube with me, removed the wheel, fixed the flat (a small shard of steel wire), pumped it up with my handy pump, and we were all on our way again. If not for me, it could have been a 6 mile walk. My wife had a tube and pump, but her spare tube was 700x38.
The ladies, even knowing that one was in trouble, had all gone back to the parking lot even before I fixed the flat, and took off for lunch, leaving a note on the windshield where they went. I guess they had supreme confidence that I would get things properly fixed. I did.
But, despite all, I had a good day, and so did the ladies. The river was beautiful and the weather nice, and some of the ladies were fun to talk to.