Down On The River

Patiently waiting on the sun to burn off the morning haze, so I can load up, take the bike and head on down to the river. Oklahoma City has about 30-50 miles of bike trails spread out all over the city and I like to go down alongside the river and ride in the mornings or late afternoon. By my calculations there remain not very many “good days” for bike riding left in this season, winter is on the way, there is a definite chill in the air.

October In The Heartland

October In The Heartland

My particular trail is 7.0 miles one way and I usually do about 14.0 miles round trip. One of these days, I am going to do it all (26 miles), but so far, I am fine with settling for half the distance. I have for most of the summer this year, been slinking over to the river and riding in the quiet of the day and gathering up what is left of my sanity each day around 10am in the morning.

The River I am referring to here is the North Canadian River and it runs thru the middle of Okie City. A few years back, the City Fathers caught up in the heat of their downtown renaissance, re-named it the “Oklahoma River” but to me, it is always going to be the North Canadian. We had at one time, the proud distinction of having a river we had to mow about three times per year. Weed strewn, full of trash and garbage and bone dry 95% of the time. But by spending some $22 million dollars and a little creative thinking, we now have three dams, miles of trails, and a nice user friendly environment.

No automobiles or motorcycles, fresh asphalt, quiet and serene

No automobiles or motorcycles, fresh asphalt, quiet and serene

Kind of nice.  Most of the trails are well maintained, easy to find and enjoyable for their public use.  One of these days, when it is all finished, it will compose some 203 miles of trails encircling the city itself. They are all paved and marked, smooth as a coffee table in most instances, private and still not all that used. Might call them the City’s secret. Oklahoma City has spent considerable time, money and effort bringing these area’s to life and making them available for use.

One of the few things that I find that I like about living in the metro-plex, big city is the park and trail systems. The rest of it, urban sprawl, traffic, dirty air, trash, modern day ailments of any big city, I can live without.

First weather of the season is approaching today, it left Denver yesterday and is racing across the plains as we speak. Bringing with it the high winds that tear at the corner of your eye, and the bone chilling cold temperatures associated with early fall. I am not all that ready for it, and I am certainly not looking forward to its arrival.

North Canadian River, Okie City Oklahoma

North Canadian River, Okie City Oklahoma

Little frost on the pumpkin this morning and the ride is going to be somewhat uncomfortable until I build up some body heat. Late Fall in Oklahoma. I suppose it is now time to dig out the “watch cap” for my head, locate the gloves to keep the fingers warm and check on the possibility of moving to Florida or Hawaii?

Jack Frost is once again nippin’ at my nose, and I of course, do not appreciate it. To put it succinctly some parts of me mentally have already went south for the winter.

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