We did the Sunday school thing this morning and when I got finished at the bagel shop and went over to the Cathedral to get the Runtyun, all the kids were outside and having a great time. I can think of no better way to celebrate the greatness of our Creator than watching children laughing and smiling.
We got home from church school and did a few things and then hopped on the bike.
The sound of the Milwaukee iron rumbling to life always sends a tingle of excitement through my spine. Letting the clutch out with a little gas, feeling the first movement and finally settling in the saddle as the speed and volume increase all make my outlook on life so much better.
We were on the way to check out the camp the Runtyun will be going to this summer. I wanted to see it, so we were going to have a look. Really it was an excuse to go for a ride, with a thinly veiled ulterior motive, we both knew the real reason for the ride.
The ride to the camp was all side streets and not much traffic, even still the bike was a joy to ride. We finally got out of town and the road opened a little. It had been too long since I had been on the bike with the notion of riding just for the fun of it. A few turns and curves snuck-up on me. Boy, that bike really handles well, it slows and makes me feel like I know what I am doing. And it slides out of those corners soooo---smoothly.
We finally got to the camp and rode around it. The Runtyun was long faced and a little despondent. This usually means that she will fall asleep if I am not careful. We walked around a little and then mounted. That road to the Parkway, sr 215, is a dream come true. It has straights and curves and views that rival any I have ever seen, all in one 5 mile stretch. Toward the end though, we got stuck behind a cage that was burning oil. Pe--yue!
I was not feeling like riding hard today, what with the Runtyun riding pillion, so I backed off and simply enjoyed the movement of the road and the views of the mountains. It is kinda relaxing to set back and let the bike and road tell me where to go. Yes, we scraped the foot pegs a little and yes there was an occasional dropped gear to lift the front a little and O boy the roar of the engine did stir my primal feelings. Yet I took time to look around, there was a hawk soaring above us. We saw many glimpses of the river we were crossing and little birds flitting about all made the ride.
Finally the Parkway found our tires. We turned toward home. The views, the way the road is designed, the scent of flowers as we past...so wonderful. A ride like this always refreshes me. I drop the issues that plague me. The very moment takes control of my being.
Feeling the Runtyun shifting behind me reminded me she is there. We pass a few words and laugh at a squirrel as it darts across our path. I am reminded of a deer and a special woman.
We got to a turn out and stretched a little. Walking down the trail, I see my little Runtyun begin to come alive again. Her face turning with a flush, her smile beginning to radiate. Her step getting lighter. We finally get to the river, stream really at this point. The mountains have created a playground of water slides and dipping pools here. We play around. My little water nymph splashes and yammers, her face flashing joy and happiness.
She let her boots get filled with water and swashed around, an SEG all over her face. I asked her if she is gonna dump the water out before we left. Silly me, what was I thinking!
She sloshed up the trail to the bike, water spilling put of those boots. “My feet feel so good!” Riding the road, I got an earful of
“I got water in my shoe,
water in my shoe.
I got water in my shoe…”
olc
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