Our regular bike route has a bridge out this week for repairs, so Mark suggested we hop on our mountain bikes and head out to work on the Bayshore trail. It had been more than two years since I had ridden in along the San Francisco Bay. I had forgotten how wonderful it was.
When Sun Microsystems, Inc. was up in Menlo Park, the trails along the Bayshore were all paved, so we could ride our road bikes in and get into work in pretty good time. The Santa Clara trails, though, are not paved. Since then we've moved down to Santa Clara. As mountain bikes are generally slower and we're always running short on time, we always take our road bikes in along lightly traveled roads.
But, do you know what? Lightly traveled roads still have cars on them. And leaf blowers. And drivers that turn right right in front of you.
The Bayshore just has runners and a few other bikes.
It was so peaceful and beautiful. Riding behind Hanger One, naked now. Forlorn. Seeing the other hangers at NASA Ames. Smelling the sea air, hearing the birds, watching the squirrels scurry up and down the hills.
We saw several blue herons, egrets, ducks, geese, coots, a night heron and Mark caught a glimpse of an otter.
Yes, the ride took longer, and I was beyond starving when I got home, but I feel recharged. Happy. Peaceful.
LET'S RUIN SOME BIRTHDAYS - BIRTHDAYS, am I right? They're just so... *predictable*. Every year like clockwork, the same old parties, the same cracks about getting old, the same leg...