I got a kick out of this photo.
Do you think Bell or Giro will use it in their ad campaigns? What about Bern?
I went on a deep woods bike adventure today.
All right...I took a little spin after work to this place:
I wished I'd had my regular camera. I did the best I could with my cell phone to capture the line of color on the rock ridge and its reflection in the water.
So where did I go?
My little jaunt took me to a virgin...OK, a virgin forest. Where?
Would you believe Manhattan? (You probably didn't believe there was a virgin anything there.) Yes, at the very northern tip of the island, there's a wooded area in Inwood Hill Park where trees have never been cut or planted. Take away the Henry Hudson Parkway bridge and the nearby buildings, and it's more or less the way it was when Peter Stuyvesant landed there.
I think it's one of those places best seen at this time of year.
In my next life, I'm going to look like this when I ride to work (or the farmer's market) at this time of year:
Sigh. Well, at least in this life, I can do a fall ride like this. In fact, I just might do such a ride soon.
In the ideal cycling world, I could ride through such colors and have the long hours of daylight we enjoy in May and June. And, oh yeah, it would all be located near a large body of water.
I don't ask for much, do I?
