It seems if there’s one thing I know how to do well, it’s pile up junk miles. Rides with no purpose other than to burn off a few beer calories and take pictures. I won’t be setting any distance records, and I won’t be getting back into any of those jeans I have stored away just in case I ever shed those 3o extra pounds, but I am getting outside on my bike and scratching that time sucking, financially useless, creative itch that God cursed me with, so I guess that’s something.
The rides this week have seemed especially brief due to a cavalcade of excuses; time, wind, slackness. As I look over this year’s blog posts, I realize that there is very, very little to do with cycling/being a cyclist here, I might as well just start that mid-life manifesto that I’ve been kicking around for years, and stick a few photo from my rides. Of course there are those who say I’ve been doing that for years.
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Then again, maybe not. Manifesto sounds too Angry White Guy who want to “Make America Great Again,” and I’m more of a not-so-angry white guy who thinks America is just fine, except that we allow people like me to subject people like you to dross like this. I digress…
One of the more interesting things I saw this week was what looked to be the remnants of a fight mauling between a skunk and a coyote. Not sure why a coyote would want to mess with a skunk–other than ravenous hunger–but from the random tufts of skunk fur scattered about, and from the look of the claw marks on those paw prints, I have to think that the coyote won.
The again, I’m no wildlife expert, for all I know those are dog prints, but if they are, that is one hell of a dog. Freaking Dire Wolf or something.
Look more flowers!
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And some weeds and a lost license plate.
On my way back home the other day I rode past this steed for sale…
I really can’t believe they were just giving it away! I mean with a little elbow grease and a few hundred dollars you could have that thing running smooth! Then again, maybe just go ahead and throw it in a dumpster.
I guess I should go do some work… but not before I pile up a few more of those junk miles.
Later.