In which I pedal a bicycle, find a pleasant spot off paved roads, try out my new hand-crank coffee grinder, enjoy some freshly brewed coffee by the lake shore, and find that spring has sprung.
Duluth, MN – 1088 miles…that-a-way.
A little morning shimmer on the lake surface.
Always visually refreshing to transition from dusty gravel roads to open expanses of water.
Some brown grass.
And some green grass.
A path in the woods.
So this is where the trail leads.
Now that we’re near the water, let’s find a suitable brew-up spot.
I’ll bet down yonder would be good.
Indeed it is.
I’m liking the way this tree makes a fine table.
Now what am I missing?
Oh yeah, the aeropress.
Thanks to a recent birthday gift, I get to play with a hand grinder. Now I have something to do besides stare at the kettle waiting for water to boil.
Magnificent Camp Hobo.
Oh that’s fine…mighty fine!
The table doubles as a back rest.
Following the fresh new grass to find my way back to the road.
Playing with coffee toys is fun, and riding a bicycle to/from makes it special.
I had to peel and stash a bunch of layers as it warmed up today.
Another little hill, but with a tailwind.
More evidence of spring in Texas.