We can only keep coasting downhill.
What about the other side?
What about the vistas,
ridges, mountains, big and small?
Where do the shadows yawn?
What becomes of perspective?
Why settle in the valley
no matter how it cradles us?
Back on our bikes,
those pedestals of freedom.
There are times to coast,
and times to climb.
For Jasper Hoogendam and Glynn Young
find Jasper at https://livingingodspocket.wordpress.com/
and Glynn at http://faithfictionfriends.blogspot.com/
How touching and fitting. Had lunch today with some former colleagues. Had someone else take my car home while I bike 44 km (28 miles) home. Took the hilliest route climbing 620 meters (2000 ft.) and maintained a respectable 21 km/hr.
Sweet! Ride on!