My First Wild Adventure In Seven Weeks Was Uber!

I-70 parking lotAfter 7 weeks of sitting home recuperating after surgery, I was ready for adventure. My husband, Danny, went skiing with work buddies, so I decided to drive up Friday night and meet him in the mountains. We have a home on Baldy Mountain just above the town of Breckenridge opposite the ski resort. I just about gave up packing my car since I was so exhausted, but forced myself to keep going.  I HAD TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE! On my way up, I hit a snowstorm, but love driving in snowy conditions even though it added an hour to my drive. I’m a Wild Driver.

As promised by my surgeon, I woke up Saturday morning with unbelievable energy after a steroid shot the Monday before. I decided to make a breakFEAST. While running to the grocery store, I pulled over next to a gnarly snowboarder dude with some pretty cool dreads waiting at the bus stop.

“Want a ride?” I asked, “I’m headed to City Market.”

“That would be great!” said the Dude. “I’ve been waiting a long time for the bus. I was afraid I’d be late. My buddies and I want to make first tracks at A-Basin.”

He told me he spends half his time in Breck and the other half in Maui. I dropped him in town at Starbucks where he worked and would meet his friends.

“Next time you come to Starbucks, coffee’s on me!” he said and hopped out.

“Ski a run for me!” I shouted.

I bought groceries and went home to make said feast. My daughter and her friend drove my husband, Danny, to the mountain to ski and I found myself stuck inside once again. I got a call thirty minutes later. For the first time ever, they couldn’t find parking. All the lots were full. It was dumping bucket-loads of snow and everyone wanted to get on the mountain. There was a huge line at the Gondola in town too. They returned home so I could drive them.

As we made our way down Baldy, we noticed the bus stops were packed with people. I passed a throng at the first stop and then passed by a snowboarder standing at the next one down the road. I stopped and threw my car in reverse. While I backed up about three hundred feet, my husband asked, “What are you doing?”

“Giving him a ride. We have room.” I rolled down my window.

“Hey! We’re headed to Peak 7. Want a ride?” The snowboarder was very grateful. We picked up his friend hiking down the road and then headed to the resort.

After I dropped them off, I drove back home and noticed the bus stops were still full. My guess was everyone and their grandmother wanted to go skiing since we had a pretty long dry spell and the flakes were flying. I formulated a theory. I bet the busses are filling up before making it to the top of Baldy.  When I noticed three snowboarders waiting at that lower stop, I had a Eureka moment.

I rolled down my window. “You want a ride?”Wild driver

They jumped inside and one guy said, “Thanks! The bus is really late.”
I dropped them off at Peak 8 and told them, “Take a run for me.” They gave me a thumbs up and high-tailed it to the lift.

Returning home, I saw a young woman at the lower bus stop. “You need a ride?”

She worked on Main Street and was going to be late. She was from Arkansas and had graduated from the University of Northern Colorado. “I decided to spend one winter in the mountains before getting a real job,” she said I dropped her off at Bubba Gump’s.

I drove back up Baldy and returned with another carload then headed back up Baldy again. A bus had come by and four people remained at the top bus stop. “You want a ride to the mountain?”

The couple piped up first. “Sure! You can drop us in town.” The older ladies who held skis glanced at each other and didn’t move.

“I know. I look pretty sketchy.” I said jokingly, “You can wait for the bus.”

They followed the couple, threw their skis in the back of my car, and jumped inside. The couple was from Denver. They were late in meeting their son at the Marriott where he worked. The hotel was my first stop. The Ladies were from Nashville.

“We always bring the snow with us,” they said and giggled. We’d love a ride to Peak 8, if it’s not too much trouble.

“No trouble at all,” I said. As I passed three skiers at the bus stop less than a mile away from the resort, I shook my head. They would be better off walking.

I parked in the skier drop-off and the Ladies said, “Can we give you anything?”
“Just ski a run for me,” I said like I had told everyone else that day.

Those same three skiers waited at the bus stop. I pulled over and rolled down my window. “You’ve been waiting a long time. “You want a ride to Peak 8?”

They looked at each other and then nodded. I made a U-turn and picked them up. “I’ve been driving stranded skiers and boarders all day. The busses are running behind schedule today.”

“Why are you doing this?” one of the guys asked.

“I had knee surgery seven weeks ago. I can’t ski, but I thought I’d help you out.” I pulled into the drop-off.

“You should get your Uber license and make some money.” he said.

“Just ski a run for me.”

They were amused and really thankful like everyone else. They hopped out of the car and promised they would keep me in mind while taking their first run.

By the time I got home, the busses had caught up. My work was done for the day.
Would I do it again?

The next morning, my husband said, “I’ll take the bus.”

I laughed. “I drove strangers all day yesterday. I can drive you.”

As I passed the empty bus stop, I was disappointed. I thought about all the people I helped out the day before and how they skied a run for me. I got a lot of virtual vertical feet in! It’s never hard for a Wild Rider to find adventure and it was about dang time…

Have you ever picked up random strangers? Would you like to be a cab driver for a day?

Clarification: Breckenridge is a resort town. I would NEVER pick up random strangers in Boulder. But then again, see post below… 

Related post: The time I hitchhiked a ride on a plane.

Beauty and the Aging Beast

If we believe we are defined by who we are, then we can carry that knowledge with confidence and defy any kind of aging. Note to Self: Must sew up hole in pocket or start carrying confidence somewhere of a woman blogfest

I’m proud to be over fifty and hope to have many more years of Riding Wild. I fought cancer and won. I don’t take life for granted, but time can take its toll and we will be judged by how we look

That said, I think it’s unfortunate that it has become the norm to run to plastic surgeons for injections and procedures, sometimes with very unnatural results. When did the stretched out upper lip ever fool anyone into thinking the woman looked much younger? I’m not against these procedures, per se, just the injections by fluid ounce.

I wonder if women have lost perspective on aging. Don’t get me wrong. I am waging my own battle with the beast, but within reason. Continue reading

What To Do When You Piss Off A Body Part

photo (1)I’m going on seven weeks since my partial knee replacement. I’m still laying in bed taking it easy and elevating while icing. I hate ice. Why can’t heat reduce swelling?

I went to my six week checkup on Monday not knowing what to expect. It’s never good when your doctor starts out by saying, “I expected you to be so much farther along. You’re at least two weeks behind.” He thought I’d be healed up and ready to ski and play tennis.

GAH! What the hell happened?

“Your knee is really angry. You need to calm it down.”

I looked at my pissed off knee and thought, What did I ever do to you? I’ve always loved my knobby knees. Oh yeah. I guess amputating bone and messed up cartilage then replacing it with a metal plate and plastic could put me on your shit list. Sorry! Continue reading

Meet the Voice of Siri! An Interview with Susan Bennett.

When followed by the “Voice of Siri,” Susan Bennett, on Twitter, I freaked out. She’s REAL! I contacted her for an interview, crossed my fingers, and began my research. Along with her website, I found several videos and a podcast. I discovered she is also the voice of ATMs, GPS, Delta Airlines, Ford, Coca-Cola, Macy’s, McDonald’s, The Home Depot, Fisher-Price, Goodyear, VISA, Hot Pockets, Club Med, and Cartoon Network. Wow! She’s been busy.

Siri is an Apple IOS application which serves as a web navigator and all-round personal assistant. We all know Siri’s voice from Apple commercials. If you own an iPhone, you can press a button to ask Siri any question.

Siri and Susan Bennett

“Hey Siri. What’s the weather like outside?” She answers and includes a five day forecast. I thanked her this morning and she responded, “I live to serve.” Ha!

When Susan agreed to be interviewed, I just about fell off my chair! How cool is she? By the way, I love her name.

Photo courtesy of 10K Hours. Thanks guys!

Hey Susan! Thank you so much for agreeing to do the interview. I was super stoked when you followed me on Twitter. Social media has become ALL six of the degrees of separation between people. It has made the world much smaller.

Me – Could you explain the process of how you became the voice of Siri? Continue reading

“Share the Love!” A New Idea for Valentine’s Day

Cupids and heart Valentine

February 14th is Valentine’s Day, the most divisive holiday of all. Some love it while others hate it. No news there.

But I had a thought.

What if we transform the couple’s celebration of exclusive, romantic love, to a day of inclusivity? Okay. I’m not talking about threesomes, but what if we twist the term, refocus the lens, and define it differently?


We could celebrate a day of sharing the love by sending out positive vibes to everyone we meet. There are a bazillion ways we could do that.

  • Pay it forward. On Valentine’s Day, put yourself out there to help someone who’s struggling.
  • Pay it backward. Buy coffee for the person behind you in line.
  • Go out of your way to use manners. Hold the door. Offer your seat. Say “Please,” and “Thank you.”
  • Make a few sincere compliments and someone might feel good about themselves.
  • Smile. I promise it won’t kill you and you’ll be surprised at the reaction, no matter where you live.
  • When driving, slow down. Use your blinkers. Let others into your lane. Why not go all out and actually stop at a stop sign.
  • Share the love with friends and family. Think outside the box. Plan an activity or have a get-together.
  • Share the love with yourself. Indulge in a treat or take some personal time doing something you love. Something that says, “I am so good at what I do and I appreciate myself.”

Instead of the FOMO (fear of missing out), on Valentine’s Day, you will feel like you did your part to share the love. Maybe you’ll will even have a story to tell when everything goes back to normal on the 15th. Who knows?

If everyone would share the love on February 14th, Valentine’s Day could become the best holiday of all!

Do you have any other ideas for “Sharing the Love?”

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How To Be Lucky

It’s true. I’m very lucky and always have been. To me, luck means succeeding by chance.

83rd_Academy_Awards_posterAs the Academy Awards approach, I often think about the luck involved in being nominated. It’s like a Power Ball Lottery every year. Oftentimes, cameras focus on veteran actors who’ve prepared their acceptance speeches and then lose to an up-and-comer. It must be hard to get that close to winning and not take home the prize and I know all about prizes.

When The Secret came out in 2006, I bought several copies to pass along to my family. The book is based on the law of attraction. This concept has been around for centuries. The more positivity you put out there, the more you receive. The author of the book takes it one step further. She believes if you put out specific intentions, imagine them happening, and then live your life like they already happened, it will become reality.


I finished the book while flying to Costa Rica. My family would be staying at an all-inclusive resort, so I decided to test out the theory. I put the thought, I will meet an actor during this trip, into the universe to see if it would work.

After two days of traveling, we checked into the predominantly spanish-speaking resort. My husband, Danny, took the kids to the beach while I settled into a lounge chair, poolside.

A few minutes later, a man listening to his iPod walked by and then stopped and stared at my mesh pool bag. Continue reading

New Expressions for 2015 – In Response to Esquire

Do you get bored with expressions? I do. I avoid, “Awesome,” like an f-bomb. Okay. That’s not true. I occasionally f-bomb. Last year, Stacey Woods, a writer for Esquire’s Culture Blog, listed twenty-seven sayings or slang that had to go. This year she’s not messing around. She listed fifty of them!

I chose a few and came up with substitutions. I’m sure they will be the latest new expressions for 2015!

“Rockin’ out” is out.

This dog is ampin’ it with his jazz hands!

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Being “over it,” is over. Continue reading