Flanked for mile after mile of pastures, I finally decided to stop and take a picture It was getting dark but I could not pass this photo up as I’ve never seen such a pretty welcome sign.. This lake looked like it stretched forever. I was running …
But not before I got a blessing from one of the many Mary statues that are everywhere to be found here per this blog (to which I will add this one) ….. To follow my training rides in Ireland – clicK HERE.
Toward the end of stopping, I just wore the brake pads on my S&B to the metal. I cannot recall ever doing that before stretching a few cables first. In addition, I take a lot more photos when I am on my recumbent, than on the Eagle, because it is …
Pretty much everywhere I ride here, I see fences made out of rocks. While many mark off the feeding ground for livestock An even larger percentage of them frame my rides. Up close, many of them look like this Oftentimes the hedges lining both side…
Indeed with all the rain they have here, there are no feed lots to fatten up the cattle. And as such, their diets do not have a basis in corn. In other words, grass fed beef and dairy products are not buzz word special here, it is the generic desc…
I heard the train above slow to a stop. But I could not see where. Bt the time, I got to the bottom of these steps It was gone. Nor did I see a parking lot for cars. Or anyone around to be found…….
And since the ruins and the stories they could tell are so common, I had to remember that this too required a photo…
I’m always finding roads like the above where I can stop my bike in the middle and take a picture The ruins above are a common sight While behind this hedge, these two horses were busy cleaning each other… While this farmer appeared to amaze me …
On a day that began with a rainbow, I enjoyed yet another ride that included sights such as this:
Can’t seem to recall if I’ve ever seen a sheep farm in any of my travels in America.