bluebell surfing

just dan and I deep in the woods, with only the flora and fauna for company, I wish i was more poetic, i’d mention the perfume from the bluebells andgainst the acidic tang of freshly ridden loamy soil and the only sounds that can be heard are the tree’s newly grown leaves rustling in the breeze and an over enthusiastic squirrel o/r roosting bird.
but then i’m not poetic at all
ride 57
13 miles
total 1203

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