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23 June 2002

Well, since Haggie is spending Saturday with her parents, and Olivia is spending Saturday with her niece, and Mo never got back to me about biking this evening and I can't keep up with Terri and David, and since it was a rare COOL summer morning here in Davis, I decided to take a bike ride all alone. I wasn't sure where I was going or how far I was going or how long I was going to be out, but knew more or less the direction I wanted to head. I thought I'd follow the town bike path until it ended and then come back, thinking it ended about 2 miles out of town.

Hard core cyclists wouldn't have enjoyed this ride, because I brought my camera and made it a photo safari. (I stopped so frequently it almost began to bug me!)

The road kept going on and on and on and I went through areas I was vaguely familiar with from whizzing by in the car occasionally through the years, but now seeing things from a whole different perspective.

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I got to the point where I thought the road ended, but it continued on, so I continued to follow it. As I got out into the fields, I began to really feel I was getting away from it all. Flocks of birds would rise up out of the f ields as I came near, and I scared a few jackrabbits.

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I passed a picturesque old house that looked like it was in the midst of being totally refurbished.

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As I continued on, I came to a lovely little lagoon that is totally hidden from cars on the road. I never knew it existed.

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I finally came to the end of the road, six miles from where I had started. I knew that if I turned left and went a ways along the "main" country road, I would come to the bridge I was seeking, but the traffic bothered me and I wasn't sure if I was looking at "a few feet" or another mile before coming to the bridge, so I turned around and came back. If I had money with me, I might have considered going the next five or so miles into Winters, the next town, and joining the other Davisites who bike from here to there for breakfast on a weekend morning.

But I was intimidated by unknown road conditions--and had already been out an hour anyway, so I turned my wheels and headed home.

On the way, I passed the university fields where they are growing rapeseed, a beautiful carpet of yellow.

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By the time I got back to the house, I had biked 13 miles. All before breakfast. Without a camelback. Without Luna bars. Without other boobs.

It really was a lovely morning, being a uniboob for a change, though I did miss the company of fellow boobs.

After I'd been home for a bit, Walt suggested we ride down to the Farmer's Market. We loaded up on two baskets worth of produce and then took the long way home, so by the time it was too warm to be out biking a lot, I'd racked up a little over 17 miles for the day. I remember when Haggie and I did 17 miles on the American River Bike trail--just a month ago, on Mother's Day. I was so exhausted at the end of that ride and felt I'd gone a humongous way. Today, 17 miles seems like just a little jaunt, a taking-it-easy day. Amazing how perspectives change. (The first three miles are still the hardest, tho!)


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It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, and everlasting beauty of monotony.

~ Benjamin Britten

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(another sight on my trip)


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