Jethro Tull on XM.
Monday night hunkered down behind an RV repair station for my 9:00AM appointment tomorrow to deal w/ the spitter valve on the propane system. I am burning off propane by running the heater full bore w/ the door open and the overhead fan on. 73 degrees outside. Smell of honeysuckle so pervasive.
Yesterday I took the entire day off stayed all day on Justin’s road. I researched ride locations to give my odyssey direction. Seems after I leave Syllamo it’s a long haul to Oak Mtn in Birmingham, AL. I tried surfing the width of S TN and came up empty. I read news about people who have a purpose in life live longer. I suppose the time frame is greater than my 2 month horizon.
Today I rode Hobbs again, just the 9 mile loop on the east side of the road. Many people out. Everybody I encountered on the trail was a cordial exchange. At the start I rode behind a maybe 11 yo hard charging boy riding a 29 hard tail. He pushed big gears which finally did him in at the bottom of a short steep climb. Perhaps he was working harder to stay ahead of me. I passed a beat rider, he was wearing an Over the Edge Fruita jersey. He eventually returned to the TH. I learned that he and his buddies just returned from a visit. Funny, go somewhere distant, buy a jersey, and wear it back home. Maybe it was by design. I wonder if they wore any AR apparel while in Fruita.
Forecast for today was high probability of thunderstorms. I did not want to commit resources to drive to lake Leatherwood way out there @ Eureka Springs. I finished Hobbs then drove back to B-ville. I passed and Anytime Fitness where I verified that my electronic key allows access. Shower @ Phat Tire then dinner @ Table Mesa Bistro, & ice cream @ Waltons’ museum.
Now I am here smelling honeysuckle and listening to distant claps of thunder between rain down pours.