Brothers George and Ted Kmet glide under SR 36 at Howard, OH while riding the Kokosing Gap bike trail between Mt. Vernon and Danville. In the small photo, lower right, George lends a hand to a lady with an uncooperative chain on her bike. The brothers in silhouette below suggest the melancholy we felt with autumn morphing toward winter.
WHERE DID SUMMER GO--
The bike ride that recent day could have been the last scheduled one of our season.
The brisk morning stiffened the skin after a cold front and the daylight shortened like someone was drawing the shades.
Nature’s woodsy pallet began to smile with fall color as we rode 28 miles into the gently warming day while the Kokosing River sometimes ran in formation with us as if celebrating the changing seasons too.
It was one of those bike rides that felt like it was downhill in both directions.
But, even our chatter was somewhat subdued.
Friend Ted has headed home to Florida while his brother George and I would soon be confining ourselves to more indoor pleasures as winter prepares to pound on Ohio’s door.
WHERE DID SUMMER GO--
The bike ride that recent day could have been the last scheduled one of our season.
The brisk morning stiffened the skin after a cold front and the daylight shortened like someone was drawing the shades.
Nature’s woodsy pallet began to smile with fall color as we rode 28 miles into the gently warming day while the Kokosing River sometimes ran in formation with us as if celebrating the changing seasons too.
It was one of those bike rides that felt like it was downhill in both directions.
But, even our chatter was somewhat subdued.
Friend Ted has headed home to Florida while his brother George and I would soon be confining ourselves to more indoor pleasures as winter prepares to pound on Ohio’s door.
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