Yes, the Fish Magic
A trout-colored wind blows
through my eyes, through my fingers,
and I remember how the trout
used to hide from the dinosaurs
when they came to drink at the river.
The trout hid in subways, castles
and automobiles. They waited patiently
for the dinosaurs to go away.
-R. Brautigan
i mean, god damn.
what the fuck?
I've pedaled a bicycle,
12 days in a row,
and counting?
seriously, wtf?
it's been pretty cool.
an interesting new
spark. finally feeling
somewhat settled.
settled in. to the
new place, developing
clock-less rhythms.
interesting new spark.
it snowed!
in October!!
zomg!!/!/1!!
went for a walk, it was
freakin' dumping! felt
good to be out in it,
too bad the ground
is still 50degrees, only
a couple inches in town.
all but melted off by now.
went bluebird Sunday,
had other expectations,
qwikly backtracked for
more appropriate gear.
fun day in the woods,
nice out n back to Vista.
still wanna ride though,
got a few weeks yet...
OccupyBikeSeat was in
full effect yesterday.
Haven't pedaled the
roadie bike since early
July and had fresh World
Class hoops to break in.
So, what the hell...up
3Sqr into the Tuscarora,
and back over Waggoner's?
Sure, why not, seemed like
the day for it...ended up being
a fun 5hrs in the saddle, and
leaf peak ain't quite here yet..
amazing where a pair of 25c's
a few steel tubes will take you.
heading on out past that blue silo.
was really hoping to
stock some calories
here...oh well.
getting closer.
looking back, there's
Meeshow way over there...
heading up & up.
30minute pave' climb
brings you here
pockets of color, pave' cruisin'
no pics of the concentrated
slummy spin home from there,
skies turned an appropriate
shade of steel grey cloud for the
route home, matching the half
bonked zoned in & out mindset
perfectly. at least the wind died
down, pleasant surprise.
