Now all I need is a Harley!
I don't really want a Harley, not that I'd turn one down, but I rather have some sort of cafed-up racer. I WISH I still had that XL250 Honda, I saw a pic of one cafed up, it was a cutie! I'd LIKE to have a stable of motorsickles. Maybe an Kawasaki triple to play stoplight racer with, the XL250 for some twisties in the mountains, and a Royal Enfield 750 Intercepter for classy cruising. And a mechanic. Oh, dirt bikes, I forgot them! A Hodaka, of course, and some sort of trials bike, like a TY250 or a Sherpa T.
I've been down N. Marshall a zillion times, but I never really NOTICED the purty rockes and trees near the city Animal Control building, although I HAVE heard the dogs barking, especially when I apply my squeaky brakes. And no, that's NOT why I'm the Squeakycyclist!
One establishing pic w/overhead wires...
One more artfully composed, I think!
I saw an orange seaplane approaching the airport, but was not quick enough to take a pic. Sorry!
Tons of Spring wildflowers in Forester/Forrester Creek in Santee!
That red thing on the right-end of the black line towards the top of the picture is shopping carts, BTW.
Styrofoam cup just compleats the image, doncha tink?
Now just how artistic is THAT? I call it: Still Life With Manhole!
After the riot of flowers, I took Mesa Road south. It turns into a dirt road, quite passable for street bikes, though. At least for the mighty Schwinn, with its 27x1¼ inch tires! I stopped by a Geocache (Eye Hide--U Seek #06) to see if I could find the log. I found the cache months ago, but I STILL can't find the log! And I STILL STILL can't find the log!
Mileage for the Week:
75.71 miles (55.48 commuting on Jamis/20.23 on Schwinn)
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