bicycle touring words
By Bill Poindexter
Now having over 100,000 miles of touring and daily commuting by bicycle in my repertoire, I feel even more comfortable sharing my adventures with you, whether you are a cyclist or not. My words are about life and living a life on my own terms, with faults to be sure, but integrity intact. Over the next few days I will be sharing stories from my trips as well as the home front, Kansas City, Missouri, USA.
I hope you enjoy the simple words. BP
Sunrise fields…
I am lucky. I am one of those people who can sleep anywhere. My favorite thing to do in life is to go on a long cycling holiday, weeks or months, bike all day and as the sun starts to set find a nice patch of ground to lay my bedding.
I have slept in many fields, once you’re tired from riding all day, any place will do, usually stopping, going past an open gate and walking the bike to a spot where I know I will have the sun shine on me in the morning to come. A road, a field, mountains or plains off to the east, and I settle in for a night of new sounds and sights.
I always wake before the sun’s first light, like a little boy waiting for Santa, I am eager for the first glow in the distance. I can feel the ground below me awake and all the plants, animals, insects…life arising for the new day, time resets and a glow from the East sprouts slowly like a flower blooming. A day a new. I feel everything and grateful for existing, as part of the energy of our universe. I rise and stand with the warmth of the sun on my body. I pack up and ride, smiling, wondering what the next spot to sleep will be after the sun as traveled across the day.
I am truly happy.
