Archive for Sights from the Bike Route


The gnome is still reclining in front of the perfectly landscaped yard, but now a daisy hangs over his concrete head.  Thanks to the industriousness of the owners of his yard, his environment is always changing, but he never does.  As I approach the end of the road with this blog, I thought I’d do some reflecting on what’s changed. And what hasn’t. 

Some of the sights along the route have changed.  The octopus is no longer on the mailbox.  The fire hydrants have been freed of vegetation.

This is the one that looked like this before:

There are “for sale” signs where there weren’t before, and there are always those seasonal changes — berries and blooms that come and go, ever transforming the landscape.

But have I changed, or do I remain like the gnome, unchanging in an evolving world?

The change in me isn’t as dramatic as I’d have liked it to be, but yes, I’ve changed.  The main thing I changed was my exercise habit, even though  I did not manage to ride my bike every day.  Life happens.  I found that biking was not something I could do in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, til death…

But I did find that I could commit to attempting to ride every day.  And on the weeks where I couldn’t manage daily rides, I usually rode several times.  This is much more exercise than I was getting before I started the blog.  That’s a good thing.

My hope is to keep it up even after the days of blogging about the experience are over. Do I think I can do this? Yes!


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I’ve been approached by a community college about teaching a few writing courses. I’m kind of excited about the possibility because the campus is only half a mile away and I love the idea of biking back and forth, even though a half mile ride hardly counts for anything as far as exercise goes.  So I rode my bike up there the other day to fill out paperwork and used my $1.50 chain to secure it to a bush. This, I have to say, is a benefit of living in a small town.

I have to remind myself of benefits like this frequently because I am more of a city person.  Today I was reminded of how lucky I am to live in such a beautiful place as I pedaled down a street that curved along the marsh.  A whooting owl provided music for the ride and for some reason I marveled that I live in a place where kayaks are common lawn ornaments.

Just 15 miles away on Hunting Island the severe beauty of nature is even more obvious.  I love to bike there and I took the picture above this spring. Can you tell what it is?

Go forth, enjoy nature, and ride.

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Think Pink!

So now the Hot Pink Bike Route seems appropriately named — not for the color of the bike, but for the route itself.  There is pink everywhere!  Sadly, these photos don’t capture the real beauty but the route these days has been pretty amazing.

Once again I am reminded of the benefits of outdoor exercise.  I’m sure everything was equally beautiful last spring, but I didn’t notice.  As I pedal through the neighborhood these days I feel amazingly lucky.

Ride! Look! Enjoy!

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The Place I’ve Been…

Wow, it has been a long time since I’ve been here.  I have been somewhere else. It has kept me from blogging.  Writers know this place as Revisionland. Revisionland is like a quicksand.  Once you step in, it is hard to get out.  In fact the only way you can get out is by slowly working your way to freedom, one word at a time.  

But while Revisionland has kept me from blogging, it has not kept me from biking.  The fresh air was good for me. Last night I didn’t get around to it until dusk.  A gimpy-legged raccoon scuttled across my path.  Crows mobbed a great horned owl who had come out on a limb a bit earlier than usual. And now, like all days after I ride, I have these great images. Images that some day might help me escape Revisionland…

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Blooming in Beaufort

One reader’s comment on my last post made me want to share more blooms with you.  Yes, we have blooms in Beaufort!  This is largely because there are a lot of sasanquas around.  In most parts of the country these plants bloom in the fall, but they are full of blooms in the winter here.  Our autumns are a bit like summer. 

My daughter took these photos yesterday when the whole family went on a ride.  It was a great day for it and it is always easier to make yourself exercise when family does it with you. 

After the ride we came home and were spurred to exercise further when my daughter initiated the “home Olympics” with the help of the Wii. I found out that I’m the worst runner in the family. (Still wondering how I managed to fall down so many times on screen while still standing up…) But hoola-hooping — I owned it!

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Something Beautiful

It rained here all morning (again) but the sky was blue and beautiful by the time my children were out of school.  Maybe that is why my daughter noticed the tree full of pink blooms on our way home. “Can we get a tree like that?” she asked.

We were moving too fast for me to see what kind of tree it was, but I resolved to check it out from the vantage point of a bike rider later.  Of course I should have known that it would be the “loveliest of trees”.  As beautiful as this cherry tree was from a car window, its gorgeous blossoms looked even more beautiful against sky.

And it was a particularly nice ride because I somehow convinced my teenaged son, whose birthday is TODAY to go with me.  (Of course the PE department at his school had my back.  He has to fill out a weekly exercise log!)

There is always something beautiful to see on the bike route.  I’m over halfway through the proposed timeline for this blog and every time I roll back into my driveway, I am still glad that I made the effort to roll out of it to begin with.

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Night and Day

gloriousYesterday I somehow managed not to ride until after dark.  Riding my bike in the dark is not my favorite thing to do, or the safest.  But I felt compelled to do it anyway because I skipped riding on one cold rainy day last week and I didn’t have an excuse at all yesterday. 

My husband wanted to go with me, which made the trip more bearable, especially when we were chased by an angry dog for half a block.  It’s been a few decades since a dog has chased me and I didn’t like the sensation at all (even though it was probably great for my heart).  I also didn’t like the fact that every other dog in the neighborhood was alerted to our ride.

Determined not to have the same experience today, I decided to ride first thing this morning.  I was able to see some wonderful things like the birdhouse above that is still covered with beautiful morning glories even though the glories along the railroad track have gone to seed. 

But riding first thing in the morning on a Saturday does have its consequences.  At least that’s what I’d call passing a yard sale on a bike and having to come back in a car to pick up three pieces of furniture…

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