People say that once you've ridden a bike you never forget. I want to set the record straight. For most of my life I have enjoyed bike riding. A ride to Bear Lake from Bountiful City (126 miles over two mountain ranges) was one of many trips on two wheels for me as a teenager. I loved to ride. My friend Dan and I would ride to SLC just to ride up Apricot Avenue. Supposedly the steepest road in Utah. It was not unusual for Dan and I to leave in the morning and return late the same day with 80-100 miles under our seats. But now I am 54! It's been four years since I crashed on my mountain bike, broke my nose and bruised some ribs. Tonight I climbed on and headed west. The bike seamed to be creaking more than usual.
My memory of how to ride was right on. At least mentally. My brain remembered. Soon I found that my lungs, heart and legs forgot about that 25 mile and hour clip I'm used to. Not sure how fast I was going tonight. The first clue came when a lady (about my age) passed me....running! Good thing I had my Boy George makeup on. The sun glasses and scarf should have helped to not give my identity away too. A little humiliating. Thankfully about a mile later I was at Bountiful Pond. The temperature was about 40 degrees. Perfect for riding. No wind. The lake was beautiful! Even when gasping for air and wheezing on my bike I take my camera. My hour ride was refreshing, humiliating and invigorating all at once. By summer I should be able to keep up with the old lady runners.
4 comments:
You are an animal...looks like we had the same idea...about taking pictures that is. Mine of course didn't turn out quite the way I was hoping they would, still learning. I didn't however ride my bike. You beat on both counts today!
Beautiful, landscape photography really speaks to me...even more than portraiture. You REALLY need to teach me!! :)
Wow!
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With the Vernal remodel a full go...I am sure they will need a weekly Superintendent visit, so we will all be expecting some more great shots! Incredible Jim!
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