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I sacrificed my favorite Home Depot Safety glasses to the trail (longish) M-U-M
Sep 23, 2001 5:08 PM
What a "cereal" day I had! PBF took me to an area I have hiked many times over the years, but never biked. A perfectly beautiful early fall day. There were a few trees staring to turn - the dogwoods are a bit early for this area, and gorgeous. There were also some patches of brilliance in the maples and sumac. Lots of wildflowers in full bloom.
Butterflies, mushrooms, ferns, woody-woodpeckers, and so much more. It was hard to concentrate on the roots, rocks and reels, what with nature calling out siren songs for my attention. At one particularly tricky section, I stopped to assess whether I should walk or ride. Right where my hand rested on the tree was a rather intimately involved pair of grasshoppers. Ah, excuse me.... I chose to walk the route. In an odd state of embarrassment too.
There was a long gravel road trudge back to the truck, but even that had some special sights. While deep in thought and low gear – I happened to glance down into the woods and saw a small blue tent with, what looked like, a whole week's worth of laundry hanging between the trees. The tent had alittle American flag on top.
The ride home held some more adventure. We were suddenly caught up in a very strong storm. Torrential rain, flooded roads with brown caps, hail whited the yards, but we still needed to get to the store for beer. There I was covered with mud and freezing in the air conditioning – stuck in a line with "normal people". I lifted up my chin and sucked up my stomach a bit to add a level of authority to my appearance. It must have worked, as the lady in front of me let me go ahead of her "since you only have one thing". Cool. And the bikes were completely washed by the time we hit the driveway.
Of all the rides I've been lucky enough to be a part of this summer – this one will be recalled in a whole different category. Not just because of what I've noted above. I'm nearing the anniversary of when I felt The Lump. We all have special stories of the past year. Losses and gains, tears and smiles. I must have said ten times out loud to no one today: I can't believe I'm out here riding a damn bike.
BTW: I left my old yellow glasses on a stump too high back to retrieve. What a weird feeling to ride "unprotected".
I actually found those glasses a few months later and they still hang in the shop.
Ya'll enjoy your holiday.
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