Today I pedaled the Raleigh Sprite to the grocery, then home, then to buy coffee, then home. A block into my first trip, a gentleman gave a hearty “hello,” which I returned, and then he smiled and offered “happy trails.” Haven’t heard that in a while, but it worked. I pedaled all over town on nothing but happy trails. Not a right hook. Not a close pass. Not a honk. Just forty degree breezes, a smooth running upright bike, strength in my legs and lungs and a bunch of good natured road sharing. Can’t beat a nice chill bicycle ride in the city, collecting good things to eat and drink.
Lacey’s father is home and well. He was discharged Monday afternoon. I am so happy for him and his household to start getting things back to normal. Good for us, too. I had enough time at the hospital.
I did squeeze in a trip Sunday night to the Egg to see the Carolina Chocolate Drops perform. Haven’t had that much fun in I don’t know how long. I highly recommend their music and seeing them perform live. I picked up a couple of their albums, one of which was a great vintage looking 10″ EP with four songs they recorded with the Luminescent Orchestrii.
That’s all I have, but I will pass the happy trials to you. I hope you have as much fun with them as I did.