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Today’s good news: driving to Clarksville to bring Mason home from APSU. Today’s not-so-good news: driving to Clarksville (in holiday weekend traffic).
APSU Governor’s School is officially over, Mason really enjoyed his past month of working with the Gov School kids, and I am so happy to have my riding buddy back home. 😀 Got to spend the day in the car, which never thrills me – but especially tedious on a traffic-filled Friday of a long holiday weekend. Fortunately, Mark came up with an alternate route for the return trip, allowing us to bypass the worst of Nashville and Chattanooga traffic, so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Just glad to be home; glad to have all of my boys home at the same time.
I managed to sneak in a quick ride this morning on the Xtracycle before heading off to Clarksville. Kind of cloudy and overcast, and nothing great photo-wise. If the photos of the past few days have all seemed rather similar, it’s because I’ve decided to conduct my own sort of “lens trial” – trying to shoot with only one lens for the entire week, figuring out sweet spots, and how I can work best with it. So this week’s photos have been brought to you by my sweet little 50mm f1.8 – obviously, I like it best wide open and fast, shallow DOF. Thanks for putting up with my experimenting.
Tomorrow begins Le Tour … and the month of excitement, drama and suspense! And lots of cool bicycles. 😀 Allez, allez!
Sometimes, my posting is like way I ride hills … lagging behind.
Yesterday I began the day with an early morning swim with Dillon. Came home to pick up the rest of the crew, and the boys and I headed to Chattanooga. Mason and the Governor’s School group were coming into the city on a trip to visit the UTC SimCenter (because that’s their idea of good times and excitement, lol) – and we decided to meet him for lunch and a quick visit. It was brief, but I think he was happy to see all of us … and likewise.
Enjoyed some good conversation about the Tour de Suisse, some geeky physics jokes (which were basically over my head), and a review of this years’ crop of Governor’s School kids – impressive as always. And when I mentioned to Mason that I missed riding with him, he responded in his typical manner, “Yeah, I miss riding with someone who’s a lot slower than me …” I, of course, hit him for that one.
Came home and got out for a ride … into town for a haircut. That was the extent of it. 😛 No camera, no pictures; just taking care of business. By bike.
Today it rained for a while, but fortunately the weather cooled off a bit. When it started to clear in late afternoon, Mark and I decided to head to the river for a paddle. I wanted to ride, so Mark hauled the boats and let me go by bicycle.
Spent a couple hours out on the water, exploring a few new stretches of shoreline. Rumbles of thunder in the distance, but beautiful skies and very comfortable temperatures. Fish were jumping everywhere, herons overhead. Spotted a beautiful Kingfisher, but couldn’t catch him by camera. Paddled back to the landing in the golden twilight. Rode home as the sky was turning pink. Perfect.
I hope there is no one checking the official rule-book, because I’m not entirely sure today’s ride would even count as being valid. I rode Mason’s bike. Around a parking lot, to his dorm. Period. So sue me. I did, in fact, ride a bike today.
Spent the day driving to and from Clarksville, in the rain, in Memorial Day weekend traffic – taking Mason back to APSU for his 5-week summer job mentoring at Governor’s School. Maybe it was just the long day in the car, or the traffic … or just the fact that I will be missing our summer rides together for the next few weeks. But I am feeling a bit cantankerous at the moment. I am , of course, so happy that he has this great opportunity, and am sure that after a good night’s sleep I will feel more normal (whatever that is?).
But until he returns in July, I shall be missing his eagerness to be out riding – even when I drag him with me through the rain and in the dark. Even when I know I am holding him back, yet he is kind enough to let me decide the pace. I will miss his silly comments, his teasing, the way he shakes his head and always laughs at my crazy ideas. His patience when I make him stop so that I can take photos. So Mason, if you should read this … I hope you know. Miss you, babe – have fun!