As the weather has gotten colder I am riding more and more with knit caps and winter cycling caps with earflaps. I’ve found that when I pull them on, though they feel ‘centered’, the bottom of my right ear is cold. I have deduced that it’s probably lower on my head than my other ear.
Perhaps good to know.
Just about 2 months apart. September 13th to November 19th. I like to visit the same spots and see the changes.
“When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.”
–John Muir
Sometimes I gotta get to a big space to figure out where I’m at.
No rule is the best rule.
One of the great things about bikes is the cool places they’ll take you to. And you can go even further if you’re willing to sit for awhile once you get there.
I have been coming to this spot on this river for over 15 years, sometimes as regular as once a week. Several years ago the property changed hands and the new owner put up signs and a gate to keep people out. I tried to respect this, telling myself if I had a large tract of land and I wanted to keep people out I would want them to abide – and maybe understand. But I also know from the other side what a connection with a place can mean, so I wonder if I could ask that of other people. I have done my best. I think it’s been over a year since I have been here. Today I rode down and washed my face and hands in the river.
Woke up late.
Some of you might be wondering, “After I go for an extended mixed-surface ride with my homie that involves several deep water crossings, how many pages from the Acadie Nouvelle do I use to dry out my shoes in the sun?”
The answer would be six. Three pages per shoe. No more, no less.
Ninth day in a row on this bike. Needs lube.
