Monday, June 06, 2016
Good morning folks! I just got back from my longest bike ride in over thirty-six years. As regular followers of this blog know, I recently purchased a "previously owned" bike from a neighbor a few weeks ago. After having this bike overhauled and adding bells and whistles (literally), I've been taking daily rides only throughout the development here where Bill and I live. This morning I decided to go for the whole enchilada and took a ride all the way down to the end of Oyster Rocks Road to the Broadkill River.
Oyster Rocks Road is the road that leads into our development. You might say I decided to spread my wings and go for the whole enchilada. That I did and what a wonderful experience it was!
Many, many years ago, when we lived in center city Philly, I used to ride my bike all the time. My usual route then was up the Benjamin Franklin Parkway to Kelly Drive (formerly "River Drive", renamed after John Kelly - brother of Grace Kelly - died while jogging on that same River Drive). I thought nothing of traveling those long distances. Of course I was much younger and limber them, the year being 1976. Hey, I just did the math and that was FORTY YEARS ago! Wow, I am constantly amazed at how fast time goes by. Especially when one is having "fun" like I am.
So I took the turn out of our development and bicycled the 2 1/2 miles down to the Broadkill River. I would have taken a video of my ride but I didn't want to take the chance of falling off my bike while trying to handle my iPhone 6S Plus. Instead, I just stopped my bike and took the video at the beginning of this post.
Folks, I have to tell you that the experience of driving down Oyster Rocks Road to the Broadkill is so much different than riding down that same route, which I often do with Bill - for our "daily ride", than driving in a car. In the car I don't hear the gentle breeze. I don't smell the faint whiff of the wild honeysuckle vines growing along side the road. I don't hear the in nature sounds of the birds looking for their breakfast in the wetlands that surround Oyster Rocks Road. Riding my bike on that road, I felt so free. I literally was "one with nature."
Yes indeed, this morning was indeed a good morning.
Have a great day everyone!