Looking for wide open skies, I set out for an hour ride, free from life's earthbound trappings. On the causeway it feels like my bike sprouts wings, much like the character in
The Man Who Rode His 10-Speed Bicycle To The Moon.
Also, others must experience this urging; I have company. Families and fisherman, walkers and runners.
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New ferry docks. Waiting for larger ferry boat to arrive soon. |
All, seeking solitude together. In our own little dreamy worlds. On two wheels under big skies.
Thanks for the book recommendation!
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