Theresa and Rick
Prince William Forest Park. I decided to make a short cut, but, as usually, it took me much longer than it would just on regular path.
How you made a short cut instead of normal road and where it brought you – that what you will tell your grandchildren about.
A short cut brought me to hiking trail. Multiple directions. It was warning about bears, and I constantly heard crunch of branches. So I sang songs. Loud. One Bolivian folk song, one Russian, and on some reason, “Another one bites the dust”. Just music.
I choose this bridge
Baby-deer was waiting while I climbed the hill with my bike and bear Bear.
Ashland Rail Station
It supposed to rain with thunder tonight. I saw a bunch of local cyclists from Richmond Area Bicycle Association. Andrew contacted his close friend Jim Ferguson who grew up in Ashland who in turn contacted his family friends Rick & Theresa. Scott, who I met in the library, drove me to them. Looked like we raised them from their beds.
I couldn’t believe I would get an email from them from the 10th hands, but I did. Teresa wrote that I was welcome!
A card from their grandson to me. Sweet.
