My view of home during these last days of summer
Tag Archives: Summer
The promise that sunshine and summer will arrive: Done
The promise of a short but oh so sweet 75 mile motorcycle ride to soak in that sun, and this view: Done!
The promise of getting back on the bicycle and completing 22 miles (after not having ridden more than 8 in years): Done!
The promise of a meaningful Memorial Day Service: Done!
The promise to visit all of you: Unfulfilled … Yet!
The Fullness of May is over, and it’s time to play catch up! I promise 🙂
In Between Seasons
Random Colors of Summer
I’ve so many beach photos to work through, yet I’ve been challenged to find the time to get it done.
Rather than go much longer without posting, I thought I’d share a few random shots.
Things that drew my eye,
reminded me of summer,
and lovely times at the beach.
Thanks for visiting today! I appreciate you continuing to drop by even though I don’t post as much as I used to.
I’ll be visiting your blogs soon. If there is a post you are particularly proud of, please include the link in the comment section!
Hangin’ With the Big Dogs: A 500 Mile Weekend
I just LOVE the first long rides of the summer!
Those who truly love riding motorcycles, will ride all year long. Even on cold winter days, as long as the sun is shining. Winter rides are incredibly satisfying but they’re often shorter in duration, with far fewer miles covered. So when the warm weather arrives, the long riding begins, and there is nothing like it!
This past Saturday, during the middle of an early morning hair appointment, I got the call to ride. My two favorite bikers, Dave and Michael (My Guys) are great friends, awesome mentors, and have taught me so much about riding these past 5 years. They told me I had 10 minutes to be ready (I made it in 15) and off we went!
We rode 350 miles, through 8 counties, and on too many country roads to count.
This bridge was built in 1896 and was just closed to traffic this past year.
I’m told that this tower was used to measure river water levels.
It was a glorious day for riding!
Lunch at Devils Backbone Brewery offered much needed fuel for our bodies, and then we turned and headed for home.
We hit the Blue Ridge Parkway (BRP) and pulled back into Radford around 8pm that evening.
Sunday morning found us back on the bikes, this time joined by our good (and fun!) friends Cherie, Tim, Diana, and Jeff. Dave always leads the way and while I may not always know where we are headed, I am always confident that the ride will be a blast!
Total mileage today was 145 miles.
After a brief stop at Tuggles Gap, a restaurant and motel serving BRP customers for over 70 years, we took off in earnest.
Wide sweeping curves on the BRP and much tighter curves on Rt 8 in Floyd and Patrick Counties, eventually took us to Squirrel Spur.
Our final stop was the Kanawha Valley Arena. The arena “was formed in the interest of Equestrian Enthusiasts” and in addition to the professional arena, barn, and corrals, Kanawha has a Carriage House Museum and a Carriage House Saloon.
And a covered bridge!
This scene just made me chuckle and I had to take a picture!
What a weekend on the bike! I simply can’t wait for the next one!
The longest day of the year inspires many things … photography, mass yoga gatherings, 5k races, dances, and parties. My friends held a Solstice Party, a wonderful celebration of summer, family, and friends.
We enjoyed great food and drink in a beautiful outdoor setting. Children played, adults laughed, and everyone danced, waving sparklers and glow sticks around with abandon. All this and a lovely garden tour, too.
I wish I could say that I had taken photos to capture all those moments, but it’s hard to dance and shoot pics at the same time.
Hopefully, you’ll enjoy these, taken earlier in the evening.
And in the Fairy Garden, for Boomdee 🙂
Remembering Summer and Old Bridges
I truly am a four season fan. Just when I tire of heat, it grows cooler. When I think I’ve had enough of the cold, the warm air returns. I truly do try to embrace whatever mother nature serves up each day, and I often walk out the door without having a clue as to what the temperature is.
So why the remembrance of a hot August day at the beginning of a mild winter? I came across these pictures when looking for a particular photo that I took over the summer. The lush, green hues against the old crumbling bridge took me back to a fun day on Big Walker Creek in Giles County, Virginia. What a contrast to the colors of early December.