After posting a bike ride from my house, this post will complete the trip back )))
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Went as far as the pond at the railroad tracks... Now going to follow the tracks back to the road...
Tracks follow a rising grade where you can see the hill was dug out to lower the incline...
Had to walk the bike up to the road. Can't ride on the trap-rock holding the railroad ties together...
Back at the road I switched over to the dirt road running under the High Tension towers...
Kids toy, looked like it had a battery for some use...
Patch of fine sand that you couldn't ride a bike through...
I use to ride along the different tower roads when I was younger with a 4 stroke motorcycle trail bike... The surface of the dirt roads would change from pebbles to sand with rolling hills where you couldn't see what was up ahead..
One time I hit a sandy spot like this and flew over the handle bars.. Luckily wasn't going that fast My instinct was to curl in a ball. Wound up landing on my back and then rolling over.. The soft sand prevented any injury..
Looking back the way I came )))
I was curious why this pole had 3 guide wires on each side for stability.. There wasn't an abrupt turn, while all the others had none... It was just before crossing the road by 'The Maples" bar & grill...
Dirt road turns away from the towers and heads to the road that goes passed my house...
The Maples
Ha, your picture of the railroad spike reminds me of a funny story.. I took my kids several years ago to visit my great-grandmothers house in PA. I showed them where I used to play on the tracks right behind her house. My oldest son (8 at the time) found a spike and took it back to our hotel.
I forgot about it, until we were at the airport and the alarms went off. We were surrounded by 4 TSA agents, who pulled it from the bag. Luckily a reasonable supervisor was there who let him keep his treasure, and let us board the plane. Was certainly exciting for a few minutes though!
My first reaction to your spike story was to laugh.. But To think not to long ago of all the freedoms we took for granted.. Now it seems when ever bad things happen our government must restrict us all in some way..I like my freedom..
I really enjoyed riding along with you there. I didn't like having to walk though. Those darn spikes.
I am also envious of the scenery that you are surrounded by. It was bad enough to envy you for having a home full of furry lazy huggable guys.
Thanks.. I grew up in a city of 8 million people.. never had an animal till I was 40.. now I have the reverse... You hear about the kid living in the boondocks wanting to go to the big city .. to make it big... Ain't life grand...