Woke this morning pondering, “Should I ride my FUJI Road Bicycle and think about the Connie or should I ride the Connie and think about the road bike”? The Connie normally wins, but not this morning. There is nothing like the serenity of riding a bicycle on a spring-like morning (63 degrees), with the birds chirping, crows squawking, frogs crooking and the sounds of a distant train - one of the advantages of the bicycle over the motorcycle is that you can hear everything. The bicycle is particularly enjoyable when the engine feels good. Besides, riding the bicycle makes me a better motorcyclist.
Ran across another bicycle, gave him the “wave” and he said “what’s happening”?
Back home now, and the Connie is sitting there, like a cougar staking its prey and patiently awaiting the Harley’s it’s going to pounce today.