Ride to Luffenholtz.11.13.07

When 4:15 p.m. rolled around I dropped everything, hopped on the bike and pedalled north.



Through this grove of alders I saw a white horse running on the beach below. It would have made a spectacular photo, but alas it was too far away. So I had to settle for this photo.



My Cannondale is nice and light, so it was easy to carry down the steps to Luffenholtz Beach. Other bicyclists sometimes call it an "old bike" or "vintage bike," which throws me because I think of it as my "new" bike. I think it's a sweet ride. Once I add a triple crank with a granny gear, it will be perfect.



Mother nature put on a nice light show.



Luffenholtz Creek was running strong.



The sun dipped.



Fortunately, I had a blinkie on the back of the bike and my miner's headlamp for the ride home in the dark. I took this shot of myself while coasting down a hill, and somehow managed to do so without crashing. Don't try this at home.