The wise man has eyes in his head, while the fool walks in the darkness; but I came to realize that the same fate overtakes them both.
Look at this picture of downtown Grafton.
Imagine you come in from the road on the right. None of the streets, except the one you came in on, is labeled in any helpful way (such as pointing towards Westboro or telling a route number). At least three or four of the streets look like major thoroughfares that could whisk you off a very, very long way from home before you realize what kind of trouble you’ve gotten into. You have no idea which direction is north, nor which road might lead you towards home or away from it. How do you choose which road to take?
This was my dilemma between 10 and 15 miles into today’s rather remarkable ride. I eventually followed a sign to the Grafton commuter rail station, which finally took me the long way to the very beginning of Route 30.
I do have to give Grafton props for having the most incredible convergence of roads that I yet have encountered. Way to go, Grafton. It reminds me of this poem from Fellowship of the Ring:
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.*
*J.R.R. Tolkien. The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of the Lord of the Rings. Houghton Mifflin Company Boston. 1982. p44.
Bike talk.Today’s ride was as foul as yesterday’s was fair. I intended to ride 40 miles, since I had ridden 60 yesterday; but under the onslaught of 37-degree weather, intermittent cold rain-mist, and heavy gusting winds, I caved in and went home to a hot bath after 36 miles. Also, by then I felt I had almost completely exhausted my ability to stretch the ride any longer, even by a mere four more miles.
I started from Landry’s, where they told me I definitely would need a new chainring. POO! But they tweaked the front derailler a little bit and sent me on my way. I never had the opportunity to use the larger chainring on this ride, thanks to lots of uphills, at times extremely pushy wind, and fairly tired legs from yesterday’s trek, so I don’t know if the tweaking worked or not. What with the shenanigans and goings-on, it was not my best ride ever. Good thing there’s always tomorrow.
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