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| Returned from ride # 24, March 18, 2014 around 5:30 PM Forgot to photograph the Before image |
More bright sun and blustery wind, it feels colder than the 41 degrees the thermometer registered when I set out. The roads are cracked, sandy, and for the most part dusted white with salt, a sort of bone meal dryness. No humidity in the air. Sharp and crisp.
No road kill this ride. Sweet! Live on. And bonus, I saw a red-bellied woodpecker. Impressive bird. It was zooming from tree to tree in a forest stand near the chestnut restoration project I mentioned here on March 4. Also on the fly at the same spot were a chickadee, a hairy woodpecker, and a nuthatch.
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| The trees the red-bellied woodpecker passed through |
Ride Stats: 25.88 miles, 12. mph, 2 hours +. Clear dry, dry roads, temps in the low 40s, high 30s. Breezy.
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| Shadows on a Salty Road |
Rub-a-dub-dubsta a le mubsta, Roadman par excellance! You are on a mission! Shocking, I say shocking how many miles you are putting on the tacko and it isn't even spring ... that is a line that will be featured in my roadbike anthem, "The Legend of Lemonstar":
ReplyDeleteHe rode a mighty steed around a blustry corner,
Peddling like a salmon surging upstream,
The grandeur of his stroke makes the sprockets sing
A titan in the saddle - and it isn't even spring
Shadman!! OH Shadman
This roadman has yet to find his par
A riding wonder of the trailways
The legend of Lemonstar
gonna work on that a little more. Might need Kev to bring it over the top.
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A paen to pain, a HUZZA to the byways of shad. What an honorific! Scrodicus, you are a lyrical raconteur. This lemon-clad shad man salutes you!
DeleteWhere you been Shadrick > ?
ReplyDeleteRogue.