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More bike tales
Sep. 21st, 2007 11:57 amNot really much to say about this one. I've been planning a trip to Takato, the next town east of Ina, but it looks like it could be a long cycle so I've decided to start going out more often on my bike with the intention of readying myself for the long trip. This morning I went North along the river, yet again seeing how long it took before I had to to get on a main road after the cycle path ran out.
On the way I passed a lot of rice fields, most of which are being harvested this week with some interesting methods - either by hand and hanging the rice sheaves up to dry, or just sucking them into a machine and spitting out the stalks.
So I passed a few interesting bridges, bit generally it was quiet and uneventful, save for pairs of dragonflies repeatedly flying dangerously close to my spokes. I hit the end of the road when I passed an odd looking man hanging around at the end of a gravel pathway. He gave me a filthy look when I thanked him for stepping aside and drove off, after which I realised that cycling this path would place my tyres in peril.
End of the line
So I turned round and came back to Ina, which looks alright when you stick some pretty wild flowers in the front of the shot (anyone know the names of these flowers?):
I stopped off at school to clock in and then headed to the bakery for croissants. However, I had to wait ten minutes for them to come out of the oven, so I sat chatting to the bakery lady about hot it is. And indeed the warmth is rather unprecedented for this time of year 31-32 degrees every day this week, though not too humid, which makes it more bearable.
Anyway, I'm now at home wondering what to do with myself. I have two short stories on the go presently but am stuck on both of them. I feel like going back to sleep for a while. Not a bad idea...
On the way I passed a lot of rice fields, most of which are being harvested this week with some interesting methods - either by hand and hanging the rice sheaves up to dry, or just sucking them into a machine and spitting out the stalks.
So I passed a few interesting bridges, bit generally it was quiet and uneventful, save for pairs of dragonflies repeatedly flying dangerously close to my spokes. I hit the end of the road when I passed an odd looking man hanging around at the end of a gravel pathway. He gave me a filthy look when I thanked him for stepping aside and drove off, after which I realised that cycling this path would place my tyres in peril.
End of the lineSo I turned round and came back to Ina, which looks alright when you stick some pretty wild flowers in the front of the shot (anyone know the names of these flowers?):
I stopped off at school to clock in and then headed to the bakery for croissants. However, I had to wait ten minutes for them to come out of the oven, so I sat chatting to the bakery lady about hot it is. And indeed the warmth is rather unprecedented for this time of year 31-32 degrees every day this week, though not too humid, which makes it more bearable.
Anyway, I'm now at home wondering what to do with myself. I have two short stories on the go presently but am stuck on both of them. I feel like going back to sleep for a while. Not a bad idea...
