Fall is here

Fall is here.   Cold mornings, shorter days.   Doesn’t bode well for the bike and I here soonish.

Took her for a ride after work tonight. It was nice. Weather was cool, and she was glad to stretch her legs a little.  Man, so was I.

Seasons make you appreciate the riding season more.    This whole winter and fall shit is still new to me.

Scouted the perimeter this weekend. Got above the city, and took some pictures. This is my family, minus one who wanted to just wanted some alone time. I can certainly understand that (hell, doesn’t any biker?).

I never told the kids I used to come up here as a youngster, and what I did to the neighbor cats that got into our garbage cans.      Figured that was a bar story.    My old neighbors, the bellistons know   what I’m talking about.  It dies with us.

Sometimes, I feel like I’m getting older.   Not in my body, not in my soul, but in my experiences.    Some things are just more valuable to me anymore.   Like my kids and wife.   Pretty lucky in that regard…

We went and saw a movie aimed towards my youngest then we drove over the alpine loop.    The mountains have a rust color to them, almost like lichens on an old rock.     They change every day it seems.      Snow is just around the corner I betcha.

Man, Life is good.