Before traffic wakes up. Before people start to fight with each other for turning lanes and passing lanes and rights-of-way. Before life really starts. As a rider, you get the best of it all then - the gloaming sky, cracked open just enough to see well without cooking in your gear or being blinded out, the benefit of a big empty road, and the freedom to explore in any direction while the world still sleeps.
I like the sky this morning, still and overcast and brooding. The road's mostly dry, the bike feels rock solid and sounds great, and the new way I am trying out is sufficiently twisty enough to bring an instant smile to my face as the bike and I slip through the trees.
I remembered this line as I'm riding this morning from "Point Break" (the original) - '... it's that place where you lose yourself and you find yourself ...'. Sometimes, not always, riding brings you to that place for a few seconds. It never lasts, but when you're feeling that 'connected and present and lost' feeling all at once, it's unmistakable.
Is that Zen..?
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