Less than an hour ago, I was profoundly inspired by my own shadow. There is something very natural and liberating about biking east as the sun is setting, not having an exact destination nor a time of arrival; but simply traveling with daylight, going as far the sun will take you.
After a day heading mostly south into a ferocious headwind, I had turned eastward and was on a quiet road when I saw my long shadow stretching out in front of me. It instantly reminded me not only that the day was drawing to a close but also of the infinite array of possibilities that were before me. That by not having an endpoint, I was free to go wherever I wanted and needed.
….and now, as the sun sets, I have to give a huge shout out to Bob, a friendly old gentlemen from Luther, Michigan (population 339) who hipped me to a solid lakeside camp spot he had staked out back in 1969, which is now my current location for the night. I doubt Bob has the intrawebs, so if you ever head to Luther and come across him, please give him my gratitude.
Buenos Nachos.
Hoping for a Tail Wind 