Saturday, July 17, 2010

My Mind Wanders to Hills, and My Feet Take Me There

Hills, Iowa, that is

 Ready for a Hills Ride

Hills in Iowa, although not quite technically "Hills, Iowa" yet

There it is: Main Street, Hills, Iowa. Not really any actual hills, though. Pretty flat place.

Unless I've lost my sense of what day it is, it's the weekend. I think there's just a few pictures of riding along the Iowa River left to put up here from the vacay portfolio. Which means not only is my vacation long over, but I've also almost used up all that vacation mojo. Kind of feels like that. 

Farewell, sweet vacation mojo. The faint taste of blueberries is all that lingers of you now. I'll go seek out some fleeting shadow of your blazing, clearheaded glory on the local cycleways. Because wherever I am on my bike, that's where I want to be. Get up. Go ride.


  1. I've enjoyed the vacation photos. Such a difference in scenery from your hometown rides.

  2. Yes, it was a good diversion from the usual desert scenery, but I'm ready to get back to it. I couldn't get comfortable with the high humidity.


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