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"dynamism of a cyclist" by Umberto Boccioni
June Ride
Missed Bothell
went on up
to the bike rest
stop on
the Sammamish trail.
Missed the sausage and
egg breakfast
I intended to have.
Walked out the waterfront
trail through
the wetlands between
MOHAI and Foster island.
The lake
is high and
I stepped up to
my ankle
in mud. Took
a break on a
park bench
at 45 miles.
Rode both ways the
upper trail
at the arboretum.
Beautiful trail, wish it
was 100
miles long. Took
another break under a
tree at
a boat launch
ramp and all the
stuff in
my pockets fell
out. Some change and
my best
Swiss army knife.
Went back after I
got home
and had a
shower and lots of
cold water
and got it.
The sun was out
and so
was everyone else.
Doug Palmer
Postscript:
A poem;
This is what dreamers do -
The upper trail through the arboretum should go on
forever.
Posted over on Feel Free to Laugh
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