Despite the cold it was good to get out for a ride this afternoon. I don't watch enough sunsets; my life can be filled with chores and tasks. On this ride I stopped to smell the roses.
An hour earlier I stopped for another reason -- to search for a view of a local landmark. I rode the 2005 BMW F650 GS I had on loan from Kissell Motorsports up a winding, muddy path through a small patch of woods and stopped as it led into an expansive hayfield. Less than a minute after arriving the farmer who owned the property sped towards me on an ATV with a look of displeasure on his face.
After an apology for trespassing and explaining what I was doing we determined that I had photographed him before. Back in 1984. He said he still has the picture of he and his dog in his home. Just one of the serendipitous moments on the road.
Later in the ride I crossed through land owned my Penn State as I searched for light sweeping out of the sky in what I like to call "God light" -- those instances when the light is drawn in beams from the heavens. Never did find the right spot but was impressed by the performance of the BMW. First bike I've ridden in years with real knobby tires. Makes a world of difference in gravel. And mud.
I've put some time on this bike and will post more about it later in the week. A lot of good values in the pre-owned category with this being one of them. Liked it a lot.
Junior is barking outside so I can't write more. Tired and drained. No stories or words left for today. Just a few pleasant memories of a Sunday afternoon ride...