I just wanted to let you know now so there is no fear that I’ve succumbed to the injuries I received in a bike crash I dreamed I was in last night. What was really strange about the dream was that I kept comparing my dream crash to my real life crash on the railroad tracks in Golden back in 2010.
I’ve really been itching to do a short overnight bike tour the last week or so. The cooler weather always gets me fired up to go camping, and I love Fall in Kentucky. Friday night I stayed up late, and before going to bed I looked out and saw the moon bathing everything in its nearly full glow. I almost loaded up a sleeping bag and my shelter and took off down the road.
I was afraid my family would freak out if they woke up and I was just gone. It would have been easy enough though; to pedal fifteen or twenty miles to the National Forest and throw up a tent and sleep out under the night sky. Maybe if I were just a little more brave I could just throw the sleeping bag out on the ground under the stars.
I got nothing else. Here are some photos: