This Saturday was dark, windy , cloudy, nasty, depressing, dank, yet we still managed to
get in 25 miles, nothing glamorous, just listenng to music and peddling the bike.
This Sunday was immaculate, it was cold and windy, but the sunshine overwhelmed anything negative. Had breakfast with the Beatles, then switched to MP3's . Great music, great scenery and great sunshine. The Quarter was kicking, the Steamboat Natchez had the calliope going,
the mule drawn buggies were all lined up, and tourist were buzzing around. .
I got off the bike and walked a while, I noted to myself , where else in the world can you walk out of mass (St. Louis Cathedral) and have a fortune teller waiting to read your palm or
your tarot cards or look in a crystal or whatever they do.
The River was turbulent but not especially high.
The smells were fantastic, lunch was being prepared, baked bread filled my nostrils,
cooked meats, vegetables, desserts, they all mingled to tease my taste buds.
The brisk air had a Mardi Gras smell, I can't describe it precisely, it's like cold air , a lucky dog, a tint of cotton candy and a shot of cheap wine.. .
Great ride, great weather, did 27 miles, gotta get a new seat , ass hurts .
I've been doing my Monday, Wednesday and Friday night rides which are greatly hampered by the darkness at 5:30pm..
later
gary
