Journey to the East: 20 June 2012



As the crickets’ soft autumn hum
is to us,
so are we to the trees
as are they
To the rocks and the hills.
-Gary Snyder

On the longest day of the year
Summer solstice; the first day of summer. As per the pattern the wind had shifted and I had a decent tailwind most of the day. The terrain was rolling hills though farmland at first. The road was quite straight for a stretch of many miles with only a couple jogs. Propelled by the wind I made great time. Eventually the road turned northward for a stretch and now I was going somewhat against the NW wind. Less fun but not too much of the days journey. Lakes began to appear on the scene about halfway thought the days ride. Some just looked like flooded dips among the rolling hills, but others large and named, thus a permenant feature. I saw a lot more wildlife too around these lakes: many birds including pelicans, dragonflies everywhere and even a turtle sunning itself on a rock. I’m sure you understain the affinity touring cyclists have for turtles. What with the wind, even though this was a fairly long days ride, I made it to the tiny town of Gackle mid afternoon.

clouds scud across the sky
grasses roil below —
summer wind

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