There's always a reason (excuses??) to stop on my bike rides. The most frequent cause for dismount is to take a picture of something spotted and deemed interesting. Today's instigators:
- Didn't even leave the driveway before stopping to take a picture of the newest addition to my handlebar bag. Nothing says "I'm out here for fun" better than a big clip-on daisy.
- A squirrel with a phobia lives along a tree-lined stretch of trail. It hates dirty paws and stashes corn in trees rather than burying nuts in dirt.
- Vindictive rabbits in Dallas Center have spent winter stripping bark from saplings.
- Yes, I stopped to take a picture of a weed. It's likely a thistle of some variety, but I found its purple-red hue pretty on a gray day.
Sometimes I think I should go on rides and not stop. Just ride. Work on speed. "Put the miles in". Get stronger. But then I come to my senses.