I rode so fast. I did not want to get in trouble. Remember that this took me 75 minutes going out and I had 45 to get home.
Luckily I am awesome and made it with about 9 seconds to spare. As I got to the front door, the woman who was giving Anna a ride parked and came inside with. I was very nearly in trouble and had this kind sister not come inside behind me I am sure I would have been.
Anna had a great time at the class and had forgotten that I was supposed to be in trouble when she got back so everyone won.
One of the reasons I went on a ride was to take pictures of the Nebraskan wilds. There were some mega-sweet pictures that should have been taken on the ride home, but I was pedaling like a maniac and couldn't stop. Really my legs were burning for 45 minutes straight. My bike only has one gear and cannot coast so I was literally pedaling the entire time. 16 miles in (under mind you) 45 minutes comes out to an average speed of over 20 mph. Constantly for 3/4 of an hour. On limestone. And no water. And I forgot to eat breakfast. I hope everyone agrees that this is cool.
Here are some of my pictures:
This is at the trailhead heading east. I am about three miles from home and near the eastern boundary of the city of Lincoln. The trail is the MoPac (Missouri-Pacific) trail, converted to crushed limestone from rails.
This is a large Nebraskan mountain range. Also some corn and a cell phone tower.
Tractor crossing. Traffic can get get a bit congested out here and its good to keep the populous alert to dangers.
Token cow picture. I actually saw a way better cow picture but I had to hurry so I wouldn't get in trouble. This other cow I saw had walked to the most remote corner of fenced in property- like it had walked into the apex of an 30 degree angle within 3 feet of fence in front of and to either side of it. It was about 8 feet from the path and just staring. The next closest cow must have been about a half mile off.If this is a picture you wish you could have seen, feel free to visit Anna's blog and let her know that Chris ought not get in trouble for being late anymore, ever. Your contribution counts.
5 comments:
I think you should get in trouble.
On another note, Nebraska looks just like western Idaho. I should know, I lived there for 5 years. Lots of cows and brown in the fall and winter. But it was pretty and green the rest of the year.
Glad Anna had fun at the quilting class. You're a lucky boy, Mr. Bionic Thighs!
Rail trails are fantastic! Easy grades and nice straight paths.
Be careful though--I used to think that a 30 mile ride was long, but now it seems like a waste of time to go on a ride any shorter than that. This is a dangerous addiction your are sliding into. Dangerous, but really fun (and healthy).
Next time you're in Michigan we'll have to ride together.
Anna went to a quilting class? Man that is cool. She has been fooling me all this time into thinking she couldn't sew. What a trickster, that Anna. You sure know how to pick 'em, Mr. Bionic Thighs.
I was the good woman that followed Chris into the apartment and took Anna to the quilting class. He was way excited for making it back so fast. I was impressed. It's true Anna was on the verge. But, quilting is so theraputic. She couldn't stay mad. Good job Chris! I don't know about vouching for you to be late all the time.
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