I love to ride with friends, and I love the reflection, searching, sifting out and introspection that comes from being the lone rider. I couldn't live without either. 50/18.2
Did a quick spin on The Truck over to Harriet this evening and caught a little of the Minneapolis Pops Orchestra at the band shell. They played the music my parents loved. Made me a little nostalgic. 10/11.1
Last night I was at Lake of the Isles. I mentioned in a previous post that it's getting a little crowded. I thought it might be interesting to see what it looks like while I'm taking some of my images.
This is very close to what my eyes saw around me as I was taking the next image.
The only thing I did to get this next shot was change the shutter speed, zoom in a little and, of course, point the camera in a different direction. Everything else was exactly the same.
2 comments:
It is so hard trying to facilitate recovery,because it means less riding time, and/or taking it easy. There is not a cell in our bodies that want that. Seems I put it off until the pain of injury forces recovery. Oh well, probably wouldn't change if I could.
Ride on bro.
Dave in Dubuque
Only you can decide what is best. Hang in there.
I would have to hear the orchestra. City livin has it's advantages.
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