Birmingham Trail Ride 9/15/09

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Big Mike made it in on an earlier flight and with his new ride he can pack his bike internally so whilst at the airport it is free from the elements.  Starting with a mad dash across Southfield Road we hit our first little trail section commonly known as Golden Gate Park.  Up and over the Earthen Burm we headed across the service drives and 696 and snaked our way onto Rackham drive,.  Following the Arch onto Saratoga we did a left right switch back across evergreen and went west on Winchester.  Crossing over at the light at Lasher we went to the north of the elementary school and headed onto Chatsford Circut Street, flowing left onto Twyckingham Way we made our way to Bell Road and hung a right and soared down the hill.  To the crest and a quick left onto Valley Crest Lane, flowing left we headed to the turn around and darted into the woods at the trail head.

We call this area ‘The Ridge’ Virgin Watershed Topography with a 60-70 foot glacial ridge.  That’s right. No exaggeration.   Big Mike was surprised by the energy, the release, the monstrous trees, the amazing sweeping downhill and the damn DNR bridge over the Rouge.  This place is absolutely incredible!!!  Once across the bridge we slapped um hard uphill and exited onto Streamwood.  Still climbing up almost to 12 mile you start to go back down hill, hard right onto the side walk adjacent to 12 mile we hit speeds of 34.50 MPH.  That’s right man, How many trails have we been on that can give us a thrill like that?

Over the Rouge and up the other side we took a hard right onto Bell road, stood up and climbed to the crest and made a hard left onto Belle Brooke Street as we followed the Bike path signs.  We hugged 12 mile on the sidewalk, crossed over Lasher, and zipped down across Evergreen.  As we approached the Southfield-Lathrup High School we jumped the kerb, cut across 12 mile onto Heritage lane north.  Right onto North-brook Drive and Right again then we turned left on Westbrook Pkwy.  North to Hickory Leaf Street we turned right and crossed over another tributary of the Rouge that some civil engineer decided should be piped underground as it crosses south over 12 mile.  (How cool would it have been to keep the watershed topography or in other words the rhythm of the earth in tact as it made its way along the East side of the high-school and through Lathrup Village?)  Anyways, we turned left on Rock Creek Drive and flowed all the way up and out to the light at 13mile.  Crossing over the grass and onto the sidewalk we turned left and made our way over to Churchill Drive flowing around the bend and slightlyWest we entered into the south entrance of Beverly Hills Village park.  Steep Climb up the sledding hill we stopped to catch our breath, take in the view and drop and give the hill what we had.

Sliding down of the Northwest corner we entered into the woods flying, mushy wood-chips sucked our tires in, dropped gears and made our way through the forest and out to Beverly Road.  Left turn made we sprinted back to evergreen and made a fast right flying down hill and once again over the Rouge.  We made a hard left and entered in on Village drive.  Flowing this all the way to the end you will notice a white chip stone path that leads into the Forest.  Flowing right  on the path and through the first section of the woods we turned right onto the gravel service drive that heads west along the south side of the Waste treatment plant.  Following the trial up the hill and to the right you follow the river on the North side as we both enjoyed some of the best damn mountain biking trails you can find in all of Metro Detroit.  Climbs, switchback, swizeleanies, tight twisty handlebar catches!  As we approached the bend in the river we caught site of a couple of old friends with their hip waders on, standing in the river along with their Springer Spaniels have a good time.  Hellos said, we continued on, through a nice back yard and made our way onto East lady Drive.

More hills we climbed our way up to 14mile made a quick right along the shoulder and then turned left on Crosswick Road.  Left onto Fox Chase, then north to the dead end at Middlebury lane.  We turned right and headed back over Evergreen left onto Lincoln and then a quick right onto Hillside drive we made our way down onto Green Lawn and from there we turned left onto Northlawn Blvd.  Along the golf course the view is beautiful.  Starting down the Hill just before the Rouge Bridge once again you make a hard and fast left onto Fairway.  At the bend on Fairway, just as it starts to swing wide west we jumped the kerb and followed the riverside trail all the way up to Lincoln.  Crossing over Lincoln we stayed on the sidewalk that skirts the river and turned right onto the wood-chip path entering into Linn Smith Park.

We followed the river’s edge path all the way across the foot bridge and onto 15 mile.  It was time to stop and push um up as we caught our breath.  From there it was onto Dick O’ Dows entering in through the alley way we gave the pavement another set of push-ups before we headed in for a beer.  It seemed like it has been a year since we made the full trail loop.  Having only time for one Big Mike started to push down Pierce as we made our way back to Lathrup Village.  With sustained speeds of 25mph on mountain bikes, (that’s right Roadies, we have hair on our legs too), we gave the last 1/2 mile south of Beverly the saggy swizzle.  Back and forth across the road like a snake we were flying freedom.  Once home we said our goodbyes until we do it again.  Bike Metro Detroit trails!!!

J. Meyers bike explorer

Sunday Serenade 9/06/09

Fellow Bike Detroit Member big Mike made his way down to the Bike the Bridge event early Sunday morning. The plan was to meet him after the ride down at the Atwater Brewery upon his return. Coming in from the Suburbs again was wonderful. Down some new and well traveled streets the people who were out were friendly and celebrating the Holiday weekend. After 17 miles I stopped at Honest Johns to say hello and take in some extra fluids. From there it was down Cass and left onto Grand river as I made may way into Campus M. enjoying the pedestrian only aspect of Woodward Ave. Yeeeee Haaaaaaw.

Headed to Jefferson and swung left to avoid the Jazz fest crowds, then right down along the East end of the G.M. Complex and then onto the river walk. Kids, fountain splashes, fun laughter were all around. It feels good sliding slow on through and around all the wonderful kids, Moms and dads. Into the comfort station I had to shark the wheelhouse now that we finally have some shirts to wear. From there on out the Belle Isle for the short loop, (midway left turn near the Conservancy-Old Aquarium) and then on back to Atwater to meet big Mike and the Tour Bus full of bikes? No show, nothing open, Andrews closed to, what? A few texts later I was on my wonderful way back home.

Up through Greek Town and back on over to Cass I stopped at the Old Miami as Andrew, (CCS Graduate, turned Landscape Artist) said they were having a Fund Raiser to be used as legal fees to fight the 5′ property line dispute with Wayne State University. Come on everyone Adverse Possession is hard to if ever overturn. Why fight? Split the difference? From there it was around the corner with a brief stop in at the Motor City Brewery I caught up with a few employees I haven’t seen in a while, Holiday good cheer stated and done, big Mike called and told me he was just getting into his Van and where could we meet? To that the reply was “On Second Avenue, try to catch me before Palmer Park”.

With the Wind at my back I slapped em hard and let it all goa! Through Wayne State Campus, Sprint up to the Fisher Building all the way to Henry Ford’s First Grand Estate, stopped, dropped and gave the earth 25. Called Mike to say hey where you at? On Second down Near the University was his reply. I remounted and pushed as hard as I could all the way to 6 mile. I circled around a few times and behold there was big Mike in the Golden Minivan. He opened the hatch, bike went in and we were off to the Stone House to catch a brew and talk about his journey and the history he learned while he was in Sandwich Town. Bike Detroit!

J. Meyers bike explorer

Thursday Night ride 9/3

Big Mike finally made it out of his office early enough to come on down from Auburn Hills and hit the city streets on his bike.  Big Mike is really the guy that got us both off of our asses and into the woods last february to start and clean up the trails.  It was nice to be riding with him once again that is for damn sure, as we both were sporting our Urban ride bikedetroit gear we started heading west and over the Selden Lodge pedestrian overpass.  I wanted to share with him one the exploration routs I had made earlier in the year and decided to take him over to Patton Park and Holy Cross Cemetary via a modified Mexican town route.

We made it to the beginning of Toledo road.  The old Toledo trail, 1800’s architecture can be found left right here and there, for me it’s cool to be taken back in time via architecture.  I wonder what those buildings have seen from the times of dusty wagon trails and now onto modern day traffic?  Snaking through we ended up on the back side of Patton Park, hit the Pedestrian only trail and made our way into Holy Cross cemetery.  Onto Lapeer park and into Johnny’s place for a cool Molson.  Challenged at first by a tattoo covered fellow about sporting our colors in the bar, we assured everyone we were non violent and that the color is blue like the sky for a good reason.  Many questions were asked about bike Detroit and what we were about?  fun times talking about ditching the car, finding a good release while getting back in shape allowing our wives a rebirth of desire, ( cause how many gals like beer guts anyways? ).

From there Johnny instructed us on how to get to Dearborn Street and we headed on down to Jefferson and the Delray district.  Ma Kovac’s bar was packed that in of itself was one heck of a sight.   Big Mike had the lead and kept it going on bye.  We headed past the old Fort and around the curve onto the rail road tracks so as to avoid Fort Street and Mattie’s truck traffic.  Back onto Jefferson and towards the bridge we had to head back out to Fort this time as the Jefferson road trail under the bridge has been blocked off for 8 years now.  (hey why don’t we all tell him he cant do that either and let the pedestrians on through?)

From there big Mike was on a tear and we headed down Jefferson and along the waterfront on to the GM Towers.  From there we turned North and headed in through Greek Town and made our way over to Jacoby’s for a beer and good conversation. After fielding a few questions about our shirts we headed on up to the brewery to say hi to our friends.  The place was sardine packed, under a wave of humanity it was hard to even walk in let alone up to the counter.  We jumped back on  the bikes and sprinted back to HJ’s for some fish, water and finishing conversation.  Another great night in Detroit with a great partner and friend.

Bike Detroit!  J. Meyers bike explorer

Mission Recon 8/30/09

Misty cool northwest wind at 9:00 a.m. had me wondering about wearing shorts and my ‘Mission Recon’ Bike Detroit Shirt?  I have been studying the maps of the city to find new ways in and around while seeing parts of the city I have not explored yet.  I headed out and south on Pierce street south of 696.  On over to Mt. Vernon and East across Coolidge to church street and then South through the 1/2 mile stretch of grass which had at one time been a road that was reclaimed and turned green.  Across 8mile onto Hubble the Journey began.When you think of Detroit Public High Schools what comes to mind?  I asked my wife this and she said corruption, broken windows, dis-repair?  On Hubble you will find Cooley High School.  It is the most beautiful High School I have ever seen.  Art Deco influenced with sacred geometry and symbolism all over the walls I thought to myself this place is beautiful, even the lawn was nicely trimmed.  As a fitting tribute, dropped and gave 25 to the place.  Continuing on South across 96 and once again onto Fullerton Street. Fullerton is like a railroad side road of sorts as it runs parallel to a track that heads east to west.  It is empty with a little mixed industrial the vast emptiness had meadows a plenty.  The road is in pretty bad shape so once again I was happy to be on my mountain bike.  Once you cross over Livernios the roads change orientation from East to West to Northwest to South East kind of Paralleling Woodward Ave.  I discovered Roseland Wood Park.  What a nice place.  Old growth trees all evenly trimmed, nice walk way and bench, I took a break to enjoy the scene and the feel of the trees.  I will be bringing my family back to this place so that they can enjoy the experience as well.  I mean it feels nice and clean and is again set into a wonderful collection of classic Detroit homes.  Yet another enclave of historical homes not mentioned on anyone’s list of must see areas in the city, a gem.Onto Lawton I headed South past W. Grand Blvd. and snaked around near I 94 until I decided to turn back for home.  This morning was extra special as people were engaging me with hello’s and have a great day.  More conversation from people I have never met than that of my own neighbors and neighborhood.  The sun broke and the wind started to change.  Up Rosa Parks and west on McNichols I found Parkside Street just after the golf course homes.  Headed on through Sherwood Forest and onto Livernios across 8 mile and back on home.  Another beautiful 32 mile ride on the Urban trail, Bike Detroit!

J. Meyers bike explorer

Critical Mass? 8/28/08

Critical mass in the city of Detroit is dead! Rain or not, zero people showed up for this event. With the rain it felt more like a fall Vancouver ride, one which REI sells gear for. Yet after all this time reading about critical mass throughout the country and here in Detoroit not one person showed except yours truly?

Phil from event tickets as walking around near the stadium so I take our conversation and catch up as being a good enough reson to be there. After leaving the meeting place I enjoyed a tour along the river and in and around the stadium, soaking wet I ended early and changed in Honest Johns Parking lot. It was the first ride out sporting the new Bike Detroit T-Shirts and Gear, (thanks to Armadillo and David in Berkley, Great Job), so with a new shirt on I stopped in at the Motor City Brewery to catch up with Dan and to say hello.

A fellow from Portland Oregon walked over to strike up a conversation about Bike Detroit given the new shirt I was sporting. We talked quite much about Portland and how over 8% of the population there rides bikes to work! Wow! I in turned offered a view of a city that is for the most part empty and discussed at length the freedom from dealing with cars south of the boarder, being 8 mile. All and All another good time even with the no show.

J. Meyers bike explorer

Friday Afternoon Release 8/21/09

For all you bloggers out there, this is more like a short story narrative than a-typical blog. With that being said I made it home and found myself changed and in the garage studying the city street map in an attempt to explore some different areas than before. I decided to head out on the familiar path of Lincoln. Heading due east and through Royal Oak I made my way into Hazel Park and onto John R just three blocks north of 8 mile, enter therein…

For those of you who have not been, the area south of 8 mile down to 6 mile, west to Woodward and East to I-75, is probably one of the seediest parts of the entire city. Deals are going on, Ladies are heckling from the street, (sweaty and all) they do not care. I snaked my way east on the first block south of 8 mile off of John R. Burned out houses, drug deals are all the rage. I made my way to the State fair I-75 intersection and went onto the other side to Conant. From there I headed south into the heart of Hamtramck. Unlike the area just to the North, Hamtramck has houses that are diverse and teaming with life. Known as Pol-town back in the day the neighborhoods that I visited were a mixed bag of all sorts of colors and religions. It felt all at once worldly and international. Back and forth sensing the direction rather than following it I made my way down onto Mt. Elliot where the road turns into a freeway like overpass. Heading North East I was blown by the wind back out and around the massive industrial rail CSX center to Mc Nichols.

I turned East and tried to find my way through the maze of mixed industrial businesses. Numerous roads have been reclaimed and blocked off by many of these privately owned entities. At every turn I wondered how many ‘Officials’ from the city have been out to inspect the plethora of land grabs that have taken place since the riots in the 60’s? I wonder if any of the ‘Officials’ ever stopped playing/portraying ‘Important’ long enough to head on out to the field where real importance has a desperate need and inspect what is going on in this area? I wish they would! Half crazed glares, eyes lit with a questioning view, people asked me what in the hell was I doing there? Just exploring riding my bike was my reply once again, which seemed to suffice I turned around just the same.

Onto Van Dyke I again tried to find a way back into the neighborhood away from the intense energy of the road. Every place I turned was blocked off again. Make Shift Concrete Barricades set hap hazard right on top of the once free entry road stopped my every turn. Back onto Van Dyke, near the rail road crossing I found St. Cyril Street. Unlike any of the grid roads this one was ancient. It lazed along in a random crescent up on a high prairie that had not been steamed shoveled by rail road engineers into submission. The ley of the land was original and true. I surmised that this was one of the oldest roads in the city, thinking it must have lead to a village of sorts back in the 1800’s.

From there on I finally stumbled back onto Mt. Elliot and headed down past the Heidelberg project and onto Jefferson. From there east for a quick Belle Isle loop and then back round to the waterfront with a stop into Andrews bar. Detroit Synergy was there the night before and I thought it would be fun to see the place again. Once there I struck up a conversation with a fellow patron to discuss the merits of what a true man means? The Promise keepers came up in our discussion as well as owning it, admitting it taking reasonability for one actions, a good discourse indeed.

Onto the next river front sidewalk I enjoyed the fountain of youth for a while and then headed out near the Ren Cen and made my way through Greek town and then on past the Temple up to HJ’s once again. Sitting there, after 32 in to the wind I started text messaging to see if I could get a lift? Of course my wife said “slap the peddles on home,(not in so many words but nine the less)” I did. But…… first I made a stop into Motor City for some of their new Blueberry Seltzer, more water, more Seltzer and some more water again. I enjoyed the breeze all the way back, almost 50 and yet just another wonderful journey.

J. Meyers Bike explorer

Mission Recon 8/16/09

At 1:45 in the afternoon the Mercury had risen to 91 degrees and the hot wind was blowing 15-20 mph from the South.  Knowing it was going to be a sweaty challenge I decided to head due South and get the worst of it out of the way.  Slicing through Oak Park and down Church Street I happened upon/found about a half mile of lawn which appears to have been a shut down/reclaimed street?  Heading south it becomes Hubble as I continued across 8 mile I headed in once again…

From there I slid a little East and went by Lugar Park and then down and by Diack Park on Thatcher Street.  From there I continued South, crossing over School craft I decided to take the rail road grade/bridge over I-96.  Without any guardrails or handrails the sight line drew numerous honks and views from the people trapped inside their steel cages on wheels.  As a fitting tribute I had to drop down and give 25 slow and deep to the only portal open in the North.

Onto Fullerton I decided to head East to Schaefer Hwy, turning South the automobile  interface energy was not all that good, breathing deeply I continued South past the CSX Transport Center and arrived at West Chicago and turned West onto Freeland Street.  Freeland is Strategically Keyed to a Beautiful Masonic Temple.  If you look up in the sky you will see the floating temple on the Spire that appears to have been influenced by the Art Deco Movement.  This place is commonly known as the Daimler Chrysler Jeep and Truck Engineering Center now emptied?  I wonder how connected Dick Chrysler was in the Masonic Order of Detroit?  The Crysler Building in New York seems to say it all!  I wonder if he was using his knowledge in a self serving manner, as Yoda would say, “the one that leads to the Dark side”? From what I have read anything that is selfishly wrought and or is supportive of the materialistic paradigm, invoked by speaking the hidden words of the Secret Mysteries leads to the corruption of the soul???  Was the fall of Chrysler predestined by wanton selfish acts of long ago?  Maybe ask John Bravata, he might know?  Oddly enough our local Ponsi Schemer recently destroyed Mr. Chrysler Historic English Tudor Summer Lake Cottage in Brighton to build his new palatial estate with other peoples money.  All that is left now is a foundation of concrete that was built upon the destruction of History by selfish greed.  Sounds like Detroit to me?

Anyways, aligning myself to the Center Axis/Ley Line Vortex, I faced perfectly North and dropped and gave the concrete and the abandoned temple 25, slow and deep, as an expression of Modern Day De-Construction right into the face of the Temples and Gods of Man that were built upon shallow selfish foundations and not upon the foundational principles of the Lord of Spirits.

None of us can experience the energys and Vortexs of our city while strapped in an automobile, we are moving to fast, ahead of the moment, focusing on the future rather than availing ourselves and our experience to what is right here and now in the moments as they occur.

As my tribute to Raphael was finished, I mounted up and caught the Southern breeze North and back to my garden of delights, Jen and Sephera with little Neum on his way down soon.

J. Meyers bike explorer

Tour De Dearborn 8/8/09

Only 7 of us joined Alex from Detroit Bikes/Detroit Synergy as it was pissing rain all morning long.  The most interesting fact that was shared was a particular style of Architecture that was created by one of the car designers that worked at Ford Motor Company in between 1900-1920.  Numerous homes were designed and constructed for the upper level managers and their families in and around Dearborn.  The homes are a-symetrical and have a simular theme expressed in all colors.

One of the new riders to the group was saddled with a leaky valve on his back tire.  This particular tire was not a quick connect/dissconnect so after 2 shots of CO2 the group decided to break off early and do better next time.  I look forward to next years tour, (hopefully with a scheduled rain day alternative) so that I may learn more about this amazing city that is hidden north and South of the Michigan Ave cooridore.

J. Meyers bike explorer

Friday Night Exploration 7/31

With the handle bar cam mounted I took one of the trail ways down this time so as to show people what we have been talking about.  I forgot how much fun all the twisting and turning and rolling climbing was!  Out Technical support J.P. will be having fun editing out and speeding up so that people can see the way past there fears.

I could think of no better way than ending the month of July with a semi-epic ride.  People were overtly friendly as I was being engaged firs,t with hellos and way to go’s!  When I made it onto John R were it becomes one way, I did my best to capture the freedom of the trail.  Sweeping back and forth across 4 lanes of emptiness Mile after mile, no passing cars nothing.  A view that was hopefully captured on the video which will be posted soon.

Passing by Comercia Park was worthy of a slow down to a point of crawling.  The Vans warped tour brought in a massive younger crowed down to the D, they were expressing their freedom at various levels of mood, illumination and style.  Community has many faces and many expressions with one common tone being ever present, it only happens outside of cars.

Snaking through Greek town I made it down to the waterfront to enjoys the sights and sounds of the Fountain of Youth.  For those of you who have never been, it is a delight to watch the children play in the dancing fountain in front of the Ren Cen.  Laughter, surprise, shouts of glee and yah!  Made may way around the waterfront and headed back into the East side of Greek-town to Jacoby’s to get the dusty pipes wet.  With Oberon in hand and with two waters previously consumed I met a wonderful couple who were down from Saginaw to watch their Sons band play in the Warp tour.  We talked about sites to see, historic Fort-Wayne as I listened to a Mothers wishful hope that her child would have finished his degree so that at least he could have that piece of paper.  I counters and said, the people who are in touch with the other side of their brain a.k.a. artist do not do well at University cause they are drawn to the other side, the side of visualization and feeling.   I suggested to embrace the difference and the freedom of the artist and let the boy sing, sing and sing.  With good smiles they headed off to the show and then the drive back to Saginaw whence they came.

From there I motored on up to the Motor City Brewery to say hello and try some summer ale.  What a relaxing place/event.  Sitting halfway in and half way out it was fun to take in some breath and say hello to the people that i have come to know in my travels.  Once again it is a house of community, no judgment, no disdain, no poison, no pain, we all the same.   Looking at the clock thought it best to head on north west and home, one last stop at hero’s park and hit my last set of 32 before those tired triceps began to fail.

Another beautiful ride, free from the cars and more over the drivers who are still caught up in the illusion of the race.

J. Meyers bike explorer

July 23rd Thursday night ride

Heading out solo from HJ’s I contined with my explorations of the West side.  Traveling out Martin Luther King I turned right onto West Grand Blvd and then left onto Toledo, which if you followed the signs would bring you to Toledo Ohio.  Ditching onto Vernor I snaked my way down to Patton Park.  What drew me there was the watershed topography that rolls on down to the rouge river.  Across the park to the Northwest I was drawn accross the open grass discovering Holy Cross Cemetary.  The roadway that leads you in and through is simular to a dna strand as it is in the shape of the inner patterns of a Celtic Cross!  In all of the cemetarys I have ridden through never will a person find more Catholic Symbolisum.  The monumenbts are you unique given the singualr undertone of their combined expression.  Check it out.

Riding on the designated only bike trail (oh ya baby) I followed the signs to Lapeer park and what I saw/experienced there was truly beautiful! Near the Southern End of Dearborn more than 1000 people were out enjoying/creating community.  Kids on bikes all over the place, riding once again on the non motorized bike path.  Numerous Moms with veils and reveils were out walking, working out pushing strollers, talking amongst them selves.  Groups of men playing numerous soccer games and even larger groups of men taking in the site of the lady parade!  All culture differences aside I wish a T.V. crew was there to catch a glimpse at a part of the city that know one has ever heard and even fewer have ever seen.   The total experience was/is community, something that has been lost along the highway of Detroit life, as we continue to commute where fear forced suburban directives allow us to keep burning fossil fuel, hurting our planet more and more. If you have been to Central or Stanley park then you have cought a glimpse of what is right here around our corner.  The question is can you leave your judgement and brainwashed cultural prejudicial differences behind so that you can be present to the stream?

On Northwest from there I stumbled on a gang of teenagers vandilizng a once beatufiul and expesive wrought iron trash receptical.  I stopped and said hey what the hay?  Pushing with boastful words a little I did not budge.  I asked them abotu there moms and sister and friends who might need to use the trash can to keep the park clean.  A few rumbles later the leader of the group spoke up saying “ok i will fix it tomorrow”, to that i suggested that, “to gain honor in this life is to choose to speak words that were only true”.  After a few moments of silence I started to peddle when the same leader shouted “Ya what about you man?” I stopped and turned slowly to all once again and said, “I have been practicing with all heartfelt intent for the past 8 years”.

From there it was onto to Jerry’s place.  Been in his family for 60 years.  Simple put an excellent place of community were no one is trying to impress, dress or mess with a new guest.  Jerry himself served me an ice cold beer and warmly welcomed me with heart felt cheer.  All colors all religions all makes.  Everyone relaxing i felt right at home!  I learned that it is a Ford Rouge Plant hang out full of good cheers.  I was happy to tell everyone that in spite of my wife’s pension for German made engineering and in spite of drive train, transmission and hub issues,I was a ford man since 1993!  A girl who was a little to fascinated with the tale bought me a drink and slid down three bar stools so that she, “could hear me better”.  That was just the time I started to talk about my wife’s garden and the flowers that I, as her worthy gardener, care for. She then comenced to tell me about her gardener of sorts who was notguiding the bloom?  i suggested to her that all gardens need a high fence so as to not allow unworthy tresspass and once the bar has been raised then, just maybe then, a worthy gardenr would ask about be invited in?

From there it was a hard fast peddle slap all the way back to Motor City were I ordered up a summer ale and then headed back home to my awaiting garden and Sephera a true fruit of the divine inspiration.

J. Meyers bike explorer