“Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race.”
~ H. G. Wells
Yesterday morning we decided to take our bikes for a spin around the neighborhood. (Interesting side note: we live in one of the largest subdivisions in Oregon...doesn't look like suburbia, does it?)
We set off about 7:30, intending to ride to the mail box which is located 2.5 miles from our house....no it is NOT at all convenient! Pretty ride though...peeks of the mountains along the way:
Had to abort the mission half way to the mail box...my handle bars decided to come loose! Ended up walking the bike home. But one does notice more at this slow pace...I've never seen the mountain here while driving by...
Turning off the pavement onto our gravel (ok....dirt) road:
Home! Can you see the house nestled back in the trees? This is our place.