It was 64 degrees F at 6:20 under cloudy skies this morning as I got Rhododendron the road bike out for a long-awaited spin!
The nice people at Neutral Cycle put the pedal crank back into is working position, replaced the cables and brake pads, and reduced the number of speeds to five (really, who needs more than that, at least in central Illinois?) by removing the rusted-out front derailleur.
Was amazed by Rhododendron’s speed and smoothness and didn’t stop until Windsor Road, where I did not wait long to cross.
Made the customary stop at the rabbit-statue bridge.
Then sought blue flag irises, which I found, more abundant and widespread than I ever remember seeing them.
And of course there were spiderwort
Pasture rose provided a pink counterpoint to the greens, white and blue.
At the Freyfogle overlook was lead plant, with its festive-looking foliage.
The clouds broke up enough to reveal some blue sky and cloud-shapes over the land.
Saw dew-beaded spiderwebs.
The flowers and foliage at Meadowbrook this morning were spectacular and particularly uplifting, at least to this observer!
Then rode along Windsor road on the “sidewalk,” (which I see more as a multi-use path) to Philo Road and east on Old Church, then south on Yankee Ridge Road.
Here is Yankee Ridge at Old Church Road, viewed from the west
as ever, a place of quiet. I think of it as a bit of sacred silence, accompanied by its stark and subtly beautiful view.
Wanted to go on
but time limitations prompted me to turn back at the road that is paved to the east but is wet and unpaved to the west.
Returning home rode into a north wind (which explains the ease of the trip out) and just wanted to get back!
The fog blew toward me and I was sure it would rain even though the phone Ap assured me it wouldn’t. There was nothing to do (as is so common in so many aspects of life!) but hunker down and press on.
After some discomfort just settled into it as if I were lost, but not in a bad way, just absorbed in the present. And made it back with some satisfaction.