In addition to being my (unbelievably) fourth-in-a-row weekend of camping, it was also my longest overnight trip by bicycle. In some ways, it was a trip of contrasts. On one hand, my traveling partner, Chandra (GreenComotion), was pleasant company. On the other hand, the threatening weather turned out to be more than just idle threats.
These folks had a nice flow going as well, and it appears they had more cargo capacity than they needed.
We didn’t linger too long before packing up to go. Chandra needed to make decisions about some of his excess gear and how it might affect his plans to continue his tour. He’d either get the park HQ to hold some of his gear and continue to Granbury, or he’d call for a ride back home. Either way, I’d be riding back toward Fort Worth alone this time. After having his excellent company, I was a little sorry to leave Chandra behind, but a storm was coming and I thought I’d race it to Fort Worth.
I’ve updated the “Poetry Corner” over there on the right side of this page. After stepping inside a world of Frank Patterson drawings, that’s what spilled out. I hope my friends, sometime in your life, you’ve been there.
Why does the love of my life climb with a delighted smile on her face? Is it because she’s riding with me? Is it because I taught her proper technique for efficient climbing? Is it because she likes autumn weather?
October weather lends itself to commuting by bicycle. Even on my longish 20-mile route, I can arrive relatively unsweaty. I’ve been rolling in the courthouse square before sunrise. So the perfect transition between the hypnotic pedaling in darkness to the hectic pace of the business world is a good hot coffee. When practical, I get my coffee at The Hydrant Cafe.
Northwest Denton County is a wonderful place to ride a bicycle. This is especially true on October evenings. Hot summer days behind us, cooler air is added to the always pleasurable rolling countryside. Beginning in late afternoon, you can watch as the sun seems to accelerate downward, as if falling out of the sky. But it’s not just the cycling.