Good distance this week for a non Cycle in the City week. I’m past the 40% point (in fact past 41%). And that puts me… in a hole. Okay, a crater.A crater sitting on top of a channel, in fact. That channel leads northwest out of an area imaged by HiRISE about 25 km away. “Disrupted terrain“, they call it.Good name. Wish I knew what caused it.
That crater I’m in has an Uwingu name: Kirchler. Named by Andreas Kirchler. Also, the little crater just north also has a name: Jack Burns, named by Jim Mueller in honor of a “winner of 5 swimming events”. Okay then.
There was an 18 mile Cycle in the City ride Sunday, and I did more walking than usual the rest of the week. In fact I covered more distance, 70.2 km, than in any previous week. It took me past the 1200 km mark, and almost to the 40% point.
It also took me right down the middle of this HiRISE picture. But I like this one, a little further south and about 15 km to my west, better. I mean, look at these insane channels and basins.This presumably was flow off of Elysium Mons, whose caldera lies 600 km to the east.Much closer, about 5 km to my east, is a little crater, nothing notable, other than that it has a name… an Uwingu name. Renate. Bestowed about a month ago.
My foot’s better and I did get one bike ride in this week, so had just slightly better than average distance. Hot, though, for exertion.
The Visible Imagery layer from Google Mars makes it clear I’m entering new territory:
Yes indeed, getting into more interesting topography… and more HiRISE images (the red rectangles) reflecting that interest.
The one about 65 km to my west is… well, actually it’s two: http://hirise.lpl.arizona.edu/PSP_002042_2090 and http://hirise.lpl.arizona.edu/PSP_002108_2090, forming a stereo pair. “Potential Lobe of Lahar Flow Front” — what does that mean? “A lahar (pronunciation: /ˈlɑːhɑːr/) is a type of mudflow or debris flow composed of a slurry of pyroclastic material, rocky debris, and water. The material flows down from a volcano, typically along a river valley” says Wikipedia. Volcanism and water, good stuff! Anyhow, here’s a piece of the stereo anaglyph. Click through for a larger version, put on your red/blue glasses and take a look.And then go look at the whole thing, from the older cratered terrain at the north to the more recent, smoother area in the middle, down to the spectacular flow channels at the south. Wow.
There were half a dozen of us tonight at Local 315 Brewing Co. Despite its being within easy bicycling distance I hadn’t been there since sometime last year.
There was a pretty good crowd of people there. Looks like they’re doing okay. The Walt’s Patio Pizza food truck was there, for anyone prepared to wait half an hour for a pizza, at least at the time I got there when they apparently were backlogged that far.
I ordered a flight: small glasses of Canal Trail Brown, Batch 22 Pale Ale, Soul Kiss IPA, and Don’t Fear the Dark Stout. (Someone said the latter was a Critz Farms beer but I just checked and, no, it’s a Local 315.) And… well, I didn’t get a pint of any of them afterward.
It was kind of surprising. Not every beer I’ve had at 315 before has been particularly good, but some have been pretty tasty. I didn’t particularly like any of tonight’s four. They all seemed to have an odd, slightly sour, taste. They weren’t awful but they weren’t something I’d order again.
I’m wondering if the odd taste was the brewer’s intent or if there’s some quality control problem going on. They have something like 16 beers on tap: Could be that’s too many for them to keep on top of the quality. I know if I had a brewhouse as small as theirs, I’d be focusing on a smaller set of beers. But I’m only guessing ill-informedly.
Anyway, the beer was disappointing. The company was fine. We’ll plan on hitting another brewery in August.
Due to a minor issue with my right foot I did little walking and no bicycling this past week, so didn’t cover much distance at all. And no, I have nothing interesting to say about my Martian environment.
One achievement to note, though: I’m at 29.53°N latitude. I’ve crossed south of 30°N! And that is significant, to some people at least, because that puts me in the Martian latitudes where Uwingu is selling naming rights to craters. Uwingu names are not official, of course. That is, they’re not recognized by the IAU. But given that these craters have no IAU-recognized designation, the Uwingu names are pretty much the only nomenclature in effect… and the money they collect (or half of it anyway) goes to a good cause, so I’m okay with them.
So what are the names of the craters near me? Well… there aren’t that many craters near me, and most of what there are are too small even for Uwingu to bother with, and the nearest Uwingu craters haven’t been named yet. The nearest named Uwingu crater seems to be Yalpe Nismou, about 200 km to my west and a little south.
Interesting terrain is still ahead. A week or two.