On Canada Day, I went out for a longerish ride. I rode to places where I use to train. It was nice to be out of the city and out in the farms. It was quiet. The sun was bright. A bit too windy for my taste but it was still good.
The route I took I had been riding on it for four years. I know it like the back of my hand. I know every turn, every bump, every crack.
Today, however, there was something that caught my attention. I noticed there were many wild lillies blooming on the side of the road.
The shot taken from my low quality 1-megapixel camera phone.
I went online and found this picture:
They were beautiful. Dotted along the fences along the road.
I never seen them before. Never noticed them. For four years. Every other Sat and Sun when I would ride along here. On my easy rides. On my long rides. On my hard rides. Until now.
Perhaps I should stop by and smell the roses more often.
A little town called Lowville. This is a 2% grade climb stretches for 1 km. One of my favourite place for hill repeat.
Taking a shot while riding...(the 17 on my speedometer is in km..not miles).
And since it was Canada Day. I spent the evening with some friends watching fireworks. Good times....