OMG! It Was Like Cycling In Oklahoma

I can tell you in all honesty and not a hint of exaggeration that today was an absolutely perfect day for riding a bike in Minnesota. Temps in the 70’s. Very little humidity. Almost no wind. Only one cloud in the entire sky, and that cloud was so beautiful that I featured it at the top of the page. Then, for good measure, I took a couple more pictures of it.

It is the kind of day that reminds me why I continue to live in this state. It’s the kind of day that makes it worth enduring all the other crappy days. It’s the kind of day that inspired me to write a poem while pedaling. The poem I wrote today goes something like this:

Oh, what a beautiful mornin'
Oh, what a beautiful day
I've got a beautiful feeling
Everything's goin' my way.

Not only is my poem deeply profound, but it’s also wonderfully lyrical. It’s almost as if you could put the words to music. Perhaps I’ll do that someday.

Strangely enough, the day was SO perfect that I totally forgot it was the first day of a new challenge. I know I could have found quite a few items from the scavenger hunt, but that isn’t where my mind was.

I was focused on the only cloud in the sky and the glassy smooth surface of Spring Lake.

When I see such a smooth body of water, all I can think about is skipping stones. My grandfather taught me the skipping technique when I was about seven or eight years old. I continued to skip stones at every opportunity thereafter. In my college days, while living on Lake Superior, I honed my skills to the point where nobody I knew could skip stones better than I could.

I’m a retired stone skipping athlete now — well past my prime — but on this perfect day I carried my bike to the shoreline to see if I could revive my glory days. I thought I did pretty good for an elderly stone skipper. You judge for yourself.

I think my third throw was the best. I believe there were at least a dozen skips, but they were so close together that it was hard to be sure. That was the one that gave me confidence that maybe I can come out of retirement and compete against the best stone skippers once again. In the mean time, here is one more picture of that single cloud in the sky.

A close-up of a cool cloud.

Before I close, I should probably address the topic of “impeccable integrity.” Rich mentioned it in his post regarding this month’s Cycle365 Challenge. As he said, we all have it–except maybe for one guy. Suddenly I’m worried that I might be that one guy.

In order to redeem myself, I must make an embarrassing admission. I didn’t really write that poem you saw about the “beautiful mornin'” and all that other stuff. A couple of guys named Rodgers & Hammerstein wrote it and it’s already in a song — a song from a famous musical. The musical is called “Oklahoma.” I’ve driven through that state a few times and never got the same impression of it as Rodgers & Hammerstein did.

Just one more thing: I probably won’t be posting again until the end of the week. By that time I will have ridden with a couple of special guests. Unfortunately, the perfect weather will be gone and we’ll be riding in more typical heat (90-degrees) and humidity. At least that’s what the weather people are predicting at this time.

Hi. My name is Greg and I ride my bike a lot. That is to say, I ride my bike almost every day. I go on long rides and short rides. Sunny rides, cloudy rides, and rainy rides. I like commuting, errand-running, day-tripping, overnighting, and touring on my bike. I ride on city streets, highways, gravel, single track, and snow with equal enthusiasm. Sometimes I ride fast and sometimes I ride slow. I try to keep my feet on the pedals at stop lights and I do not dismount when I hop up on a curb. I have a roadie bike, a mountain bike and a touring bike. I try to accept any challenge a bike ride can throw at me without complaint. But I don't like bugs.

7 response to "OMG! It Was Like Cycling In Oklahoma"

  1. By: BobinVT Posted: June 1, 2021

    I seem to remember from my rock-skipping days that it was very important to choose the right skipping stone. Suitably flat, not too big, but not too small, not too heavy but not too light.

  2. By: Rich-Illinois Posted: June 1, 2021

    Oh, no, the guy is question is in the Mid West, well south of Minnesota.
    The cloud resembles (sort of) a Tardigrade which would be an example of the impossible word Suzanne mentioned for something resembling something else.
    No Tardigrades on any of the lists though. Way too tiny to photograph
    Keep an eye open for that ’83 Corvette.

    • By: Suzanne Posted: June 2, 2021

      After I researched what a tardigrade looks like, I agree. That cloud is a pareidolia!

  3. By: NancyG Posted: June 1, 2021

    Stone skipper extraordinaire!

  4. By: Scooter Posted: June 1, 2021

    Mi-I-I-I-inisota! Looks like a pretty special state, alrighty, with or without the sweeping winds. We should check it out ourselves.

  5. By: Lednar De Nalloh Posted: June 2, 2021

    Not a bad effort on the rock skipping, maybe sub-optimal. I think I’ve done around six skips, no video to prove it though. I’m sure you’ll bless the Andersons with lots of ‘Minnesota Nice’.

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