As the summer ends there are so many grasshoppers wandering the hills. They are funny to watch. They can kind of fly. Not well, but they can. Today I had one fly right alongside me for about 100 feet. I didn’t know they could even manage a straight line. For a moment I was one with the grasshopper. The Ripmo was entertained and preoccupied with out momentary companion. Not sure who was leading who. I’m sure we looked like a bunch of drunks.
Last week it rained almost everyday. Tomorrow I leave for a week. I waited patiently for today and was rewarded with money dirt and a tiny bit of color indicating that Autumn is on our doorstep.
The ride – Providence Canyon
The bike – Ibis Ripmo