Racing sunset...

Trying to deny the time change it's cruel glory, I set out on the bike today. Running away again, though the skies threatened rain and the wind was strong. If I really want to deny the darkness it's glory, I suppose I'll really have to try to get out on a weekday after work. But today was fine for a start.

Made it through the whole blue trail for the first time. The trails really feel like they are my temple. really, anywhere in nature, away from noise, traffic, concrete, and walls could be my temple. I never feel so peaceful as when I'm out there. If only I'd fully discovered and accepted this years ago...

I'd call it a secret place if there weren't
so many other cyclists.

Also, I am really miffed at the poor quality
of the camera on my new phone.

There is something really special about the blue trail in the Lucius Burch area. The tree tunnels are a big part of it. This is not a great picture. It does not really convey the sense of shelter I feel going through it. Sounds silly, but it's like the trees are hugging me.
















The greenline closes at sundown. I was cutting it close. Once I got back onto the pavement, it was a smooth and fast ride back.

One of the best things about fall is the sunsets...










Escape is so simple in a world where sunsets can be raced"
(ok, ok, so this song has little to do with my story here except for that one line. Still, I love the song.)





I raced the sunset all the way home.

It was a good ride. My knees are sad, but my mind and soul are blissful.