Honeysuckle?

One of the great things about riding your bike to work is being able to enjoy sights, sounds and smells that you would never see driving your car on a freeway in traffic. I've said before how interaction with people is one of the great joys of riding through neighborhoods on my way home from work.

Certainly, one of the drawbacks is the smell of gas fumes, exhaust from traffic that I am surrounded by at times. Typically, the smells I encounter are either exhaust or my stinky, sweaty helmet. Ughh. But this morning, as I rounded the corner on an access road along Interstate 285, the smell - wonderful, sweet smell - of honeysuckle filled the air. It was heavenly. Thoughts of riding my bike - my only transportation - as a kid on those summer days as a teen going to the pool or the shopping center or a friend's house came to mind.

Why don't I ride every day? (note to self, I rode 3 days this week: M, W, F)

Ride On !