Puttin’ on the Miles

Road Trip!

My bike is a real bike now. It went on a long trip to Winchester, the trip I promised I would make the last week of my student teaching, but didn’t. It took as long as I thought it would, and I discovered a nice new road that is smooth, flat, and quiet through a protected forest.

I also got to visit a couple of covered bridges, didn’t break anything, didn’t hurt myself, didn’t overheat, didn’t get dehydrated and enjoyed a lovely 3.5 hour ride through southern New Hampshire.

Then I slept for 3 hours.

It was a good day.

I left about 9:00, dressed in synthetics under a nice bright shirt and shorts, water on the rear rack and a path planned. I made my first stop at Coombs Covered Bridge in Winchester (Swanzey?), took some pictures, and moved on down the road. My new bike computer said it was 90 degrees, but it wasn’t humid, and the breeze, though stiff going home, was very pleasant.

I next stopped at the Winchester Town Beach, though I didn’t take any photographs, because frankly it wasn’t photogenic. A concrete wall with steps down to a small sandbox on a (actually, quite lovely) lake. I had a walk around the picnic area, glanced into the strange paths through the woods and hurried on my way.

Downhill (apparently) into Winchester I went, through town (since there is really nothing to look at), and out to the intersection of 78 and 10, where there was a lovely Rite Aid with shady trees. I stretched my legs for half an hour and climbed aboard once again, heading uphill and into the wind for the return journey.

I stopped on the way home at the Swanzey Historical Society and chatted with mother on the phone, assured her I wasn’t going to pass out or get run off the road, and wound my way home.

I at lunch, and then really did fall asleep for 3 hours, after which I entirely forgot to go to bowling. Such is life.

In other news:

• Hitler liked big boom.
• Google+ is all set to take over the world, so here are two ways to make it work for you.
• I don’t really know about the truth of this, but apparently shopping with a cart makes you healthier than shopping with a basket. Since nobody really shops with a basket, I don’t know how they figured this out. I shop with a basket, but I bike to the grocery store, so WTF.

“You know where I would take a cake? Down to the bakery… to see the other cakes.”

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