A nice pair of shades becomes my windshield when I'm on my bike. And it's nice when I can ride toward the setting sun without setting fire to my retina.
These pictures come from the second half of an amazing day of riding, Sweet Melissa and I post single track bliss riding a beautiful stretch of one of my favorite paved roads, and at the best picture taking time, late afternoon. Just how much connection do I have with this section, check out this post from the past by clicking on the colorful words. If you want to see more posts featuring this beautiful 10 mile climb then go over to the tag cloud on the right, find and click on the word, “Dead Indian Memorial Road”.
The first thing I think of when I see this picture: is that it looks like a big, green, hairy, multi-armed monster is about to give me a big hug. Do you get the same impression?
Mt. McLoughlin framed nicely by some locals. In a few months she'll be blanketed with snow. You can always click on the picture for a bigger image.
This big dead snag looks quite vibrant and alive with the autumn sun cheering it on. Howard Prairie does some amazing things with the light this time of year.
Dead Indian Memorial Road, fun in either direction, and one of the gems of Southern Oregon riding.
There is cornbread and honey for the eating, and this is cornbread and honey for the seeing, dig in and enjoy, there's plenty more this time of year in Southern Oregon gold country.
Looks like the savanna, the lions were just behind the oak tree, checking out the zebras off the left of the frame.
Fences for cattle, cattle for food, food to fuel energy to build fences to keep others out. Don't fence out the sun.
