Winter looms, time for one last ride.
by Jonathan Mayo
For those of us who enjoy the Cape Cod Rail Trail, there is that bittersweet time of year that we endeavour to make that one last ride, or so we think. Wednesday I saw the opportunity to ride the beloved trail in the calm before the rain and snow, now bearing down upon the Eastern US.
I knew I needed to atone for Christmas's culinary sins, and LSAT study had me tied to a timer all morning, so with a backpack, two cameras and that good old Protestant work ethic I prodded forth. The first mile was met with cold fingers, but I knew warmth would come with exertion. Gravity challenges one with age, an adage for both the strains of the inclines and the need to keep toned in the doldrums of winter.
The trail was very quiet, quite a contrast to the summer bustle along the popular thoroughfare.
At Harwich's West Reservoir. looking toward;s Bell's Neck at mile 1.5, winter seems close.
It's interesting to note seasonal changes along the trail. At the tunnel in Brewster, mile 9.3, we see the starkness of December.
The same spot in May.
There was nary a soul at Nickerson State Park's lower lot.
I am always willing to ride 10 miles out for this-the beauty and quiet of the Brewster woods.
Yesterday's ride commenced at 1:30 in the afternoon, and I knew that a 22 mle ride was a bit ridiculous given the challenge of daylight. No worries, though. I felt priveleged to enjoy perhaps my last ride of the season.
This was the scene at the Harwich rotary, with night settling in as I returned home.
"Though I slouch towards there through brambles, subsequent glory rewards resilience."