Cycled with a friend in search of decent cycle trails in suburbs like Roseville, Shoreview, and Arden Hills. We assumed we would have to ride cycle lanes on busy roads; instead, we sometimes found lovely trails with views like this.
Category: Cycle
Fall Color Tableau
On my cycle ride: Fall color tableau on a grey, rainy day.
Trespassing
Kept cycling. In Minnesota “No Trespassing” signs must have “either the signature or the name and telephone number of the landowner, lessee or manager.
Molten Asphalt
A worker congratulated me on my braking when I screeched to a halt, inches short of newly poured, molten asphalt. There were no warning cones, but I tend to swerve around them, anyway, if the coast looks clear.
Luce Line in and Out
Cycled west, out of the city, then along the Luce Line Trail for several miles before turning back.
Attention to Detail
Dwight assures me it was mint green. He’s probably correct.
No Spandex
Cycled the 28th Street Greenway, Chain of Lakes, Minnehaha Creek, Mississippi. Topped up with beer and flatbread at Longfellow’s. On the final stretch, we were reminded we were in a different league when a guy in lime green spandex, precisely matched to his bicycle, overtook us.
Looking Down on Fruen Mill
Dismounted at the Fruen Mill to look up at 130+ years of tacked-on additions modified by decay and vandalism. Got to look down on the dereliction when I struck up a conversation with a guy who was capturing high definition drone footage.
Discovering
Cycled the Minnesota River Bluffs Regional Trail with a friend. Neither of us recall ever riding this lovely rail trail, but the joy of discovery may simply be an advantage of being old and forgetful.
Puddles in a Drought
On my cycle ride, puddles were a welcome sight in this summer of drought.