Woke up a 5:00 am, completely rested and wide awake...Why that happened I have no clue. Wife and
kids still sound asleep, coffee brewing, tunes on low in basement. Neil Young's Old Man getting me
in the mood for ride. "...doesn't mean the much to me to mean that much to you..." It was the
perfect pre-ride tune.
It's still a bit dark to be riding so I chill for a bit more, turn on CNN and mute the TV. It was
like watching a music video, none of them seem to make any sense to me and this was no
different....I could be on to something here. CNN news clips put to classic rock,... has potential.
Quarter to 6:00 am I slide out the basement door SS in hand. I'm thinking I can ride till 8:00
before anyone even knows I'm AWOL, and that's just what I did.
Mid July and the trails are still muddy in spots, unbelievable. I haven't been out this early in a
while and I'd forgotten what it's like to get "Webbed" Damn, I'll never get used to that. Friggin'
spider webs everywhere.
I'm still waiting for my Spot axle to break, no such luck on this ride. The Bianchi is one solid SS
so far not one problem. The more I ride my SS the more I get [censored] for not going SS sooner, what a
joy. Riding this trail and that trail not really paying attention to much of anything but the webs,
time got away from me.
I check my watch at 7:45 am, no way in hell I'm making it out of here by 8:00 am...oh well, oh joy
"...old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you...."
Made it back to the homestead by 8:30 am, Wife and kids just waking up....life is good.
Note used my spell checker and it wanted to change Bianchi to Biaatch, priceless.
Peace, Bill(can you tell I'm a 9:00 to 5:00er)Wheeler
The mind serves properly as a window glass rather than as a reflector, that is, the mind should give
an immediate view instead of an interpretation of the world.
:-]