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The idea was to have a day off from the cycling, but the sky outside was too big to ignore. Massive thunderclouds, surrounded by blue. Not much wind, so I let the showers pick my route, skirt the edge of this one, turn south to cut behind that one, work my way into the hills ( Read more... )

Sunset on the Downs. If I wrote the words for how it makes me feel, it'd cheapen the experience.

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A north wind, cold and strong. Biting when squeezed between earth and sky, the autumn sun providing little offset. Fingers and toes growing numb, and as the trail before me turned into the trail behind, the problem expanded to fill my head.

Just how many colours are there in a rainbow?

Sometimes I ride to run from all my demons
Sometimes I ride so I can be alone
Sometimes I ride to see the world in different light
Sometimes I ride for no reason at all

One day, animals are going to get with the program.

The only remaining force in evolution is looking cute to humans.

( Autumn ride on the Downs (in pictures) )

If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.

Besides, we enter the future backwards.

And the past is not dead.

In fact, it's not even past.