So I decided to get a fancy biking top. This was due to watching too much Tour de France and to not having pockets for my phone.
There is a certain amount and bitterness in my household about people dressed in bike racing attire on the roads, we always shout to each other “The peloton!”, as they block traffic and generally present as road hazards.
I therefore made lots of disparaging remarks to myself as I got one. It’s green (my favorite color) and has butterflies on it.
I was blessed in my decision by a butterfly, and now feel I made an excellent choice.
This time we rode from Whites Ferry up to Monocacy Aqueduct.
The ride brought us to home turf.
I took Kiernan C&O bike riding for the first time a few years ago, on this very aqueduct.
It was a pretty day and in the mid 70s.
We only rode about 8 miles and saw quite a few groups headed south.
We passed the Dickerson power station up close, and we saw the big stacks.
Got an obligatory majestic bird shot.
We found a massive tree.
Also we rode on nicely maintained trail (much nicer than last time) in the shade.
There was a good deal of still, green, plant covered water.
We took turns leading off and chatted about the old Nintendo game Punch Out.
This time we wore helmets.
We haven’t done that in the past. I didn’t wear them as a kid or teenager, when I did the most biking, so I’m not really in the habit. I’ve seen lots of bikers with them and read a few brutal crash stories recently so we are going to try to remember them in future.
Kiernan was rewarded for his hard work with a sandwich from pump and rye .
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