Spring fever has begun to travel across my mind.
As I sit locked inside – safe, warm and dry from the cold rain that’s beat against my house for three days, my mind travels back to just last week, a week packed with days that begged me to go outside. Bicycle riding in the woods is where the outdoors asked me to travel. How to do the bicycle riding? Along paths sparsely populated, paths that know a summer crush of people will fill them in a few months.
The weather opened these trails for their first test run of the year, when temperatures shot up to the low 50’s (approximately 10 to 12 degrees to non-Americans) after a winter of impossible cold. Trees overhanging the asphalt pathways were still stark – no hint of a leaf or a bud, only brown. Large patches of snow topped with ice lay in shady areas, surprising spots of slipperiness on days that held the scents of spring. I swerved and traveled onward.
Most other visitors to the trails walked and jogged, but a few others besides myself knew how to do the bicycle thing. We hit the paths on bikes, all of us wearing thin layers to keep the slight cold out as the wind whizzed past. Breathing deep the air just starting to warm as our hemisphere rotates closer to the sun, I thought about bike travels past and future, on the mainland and on the islands near my home, feeling grateful the following months mean more.
My first local love is Martha’s Vineyard, with over fifty miles of thickly wooded bicycle paths winding their way from town to town and roads safe for traveling on two wheels from one favorite spot to the next.
Block Island, just off the coast of Rhode Island, is another summer bicycle love, with near-empty roads that show off the landscape against the ocean.
Here at home, the paths at the beach, the trails in the woods and the country roads of certain small towns provide a second home for me when the weather is warm and dry.
This week is full of hope for more trips across the trails.
Thumbnail Vintage Bicycle photo by Daisy’s Little Cottage