Relative Something

Today is the last day of the trip. We will bike to Willmar to get our cars and try to remember how to drive again.

As the song I wrote describes, “Bittersweet to reach the end

Don’t want to stop, can’t wait to get home.”

Since this post is now being composed while on the tour, I am able to attest that it has been another great year.

Good people having good times in great places.

It is what touring Minnesota by bike is about in the middle of June.

I love… when the legs have strength, the wind and weather are favorable, the road or trail is smooth, and I am riding with precious friends at a comfortably aggressive pace for long durations.

I miss… my bed, my bathroom, and my treasure of a wife, Cyndie.

It’s time to head home.

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