When you gotta take a break.

Finally, there were three perfect days in the forecast when I had nothing else to do.

It seemed right to spend a few minutes packing the Hunq and gittin' out of town. With temps in the 70's during the day it was a perfect pedal to the Yankee Springs forest. To enjoy the views,

set up camp,

and pedal a few miles to Yankee Bill's Saloon

where the pizza is sublime, the beer is cold,

and the house was packed with 

a live folk singer for entertainment...

on Wednesday!

After a 45 mile day it was a simple task

to sleep really late, and take a nap after breakfast

before going out for a casual ride around the gravel

of the Barry-Roubaix course

meandering through the forests and farms

leading to Walldorff's Brewpub for lunch.

The town of Hastings is tearing up it's shopping district

and renovating the streets which was a pain in the ass

but looks to be quite the improvement when they finish.

I hope they reinstall the sculptures on the sidewalks.

After the break for lunch, the ride back was more

 bit's of gravel,back to enjoy the forest 

where the wind barely tickled the leaves

creating some color in the trees at sunset

while I listened to the cranes talking things 

over across the lake as the sun went down.

It was better to watch the campfire burn 

than a presidential debate and I slept well

before the ride home in the morning.

With a mild wind straight out of the South, 

it was a testier ride than Wednesday,

 a test of patience.