Gravel Bicycling Journal

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On this particular day, My journey starts at Newport News Park, in Newport News, VA.  The park offers a 5.3 mile, hard-packed gravel, bike loop beginning at the Campsite Office. The path is fairly well shaded with an overhead canopy from beautiful trees. About half- way through the loop, a placard on the trail indicates George Washington’s Headquarters.

If you decide to further your bike ride another 5.6 miles and back, this loop crosses into the Colonial National Historical Park, in Yorktown, VA which leads to George Washington’s Headquarters, this route is mostly flat and wide wooded trails and some paved one lane roads.

Gravel bikers, mountain bikers, and hikers will see ramparts still in place from battles past.

This section is known as the French Artillery Park, it was an open field where the French established its ordinance depot.  Damaged pieces where brought here for repairs.

I biked a little further on the trail, wondering where this will lead me.  My bike computer reads I am six miles into my unknown journey. I thought, should I turn around or keep on.  About 20 yards ahead of me, I got spooked when two deer ran in front of me; not knowing if there were more, I stopped and took out my iPhone ready to take a picture, but I didn’t see any.  My history lesson continues as another placard appears.

In 1770, this is the spot of “General Nelson’s quarters

A little further on the trail was Daboville’s Headquarters.  It is difficult for me to visualize this area was inhabited and with plantation buildings.

Daboville’s Headquarters


 

On one side of the gravel road, stands a lonely marker, known as the Essex Lodge Cemetery.  It is dedicated to the memory of those who rest here.  The forebear’s and descendants of Thomas Wynn.  Host of General George Washington, October 1781.

This simple cross is thought to mark the burial place of about 50 unidentified French soldiers killed during the Siege of Yorktown.

Now, I am off onto a beaten path; where I see a group of turkeys.  There are a dozen or more, but as biked closer most of them scattered into the brambles.  I took a picture, but I only could photograph two turkeys.       

I hope you all enjoyed gravel bike ride through history. Comments are welcomed.

A Trip Through the Amish Area

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While in Lancaster, PA, my wife and I toured the Amish area. Through our tour guid, we learned about the passion and purpose, which inspires these Godly people.  Their Christian spirituality is the framework that sets  their lifestyle. 

The picture below show mules that are the power force to pull the plows, hay wagons, balers, hay cutters, and wagons through the acres of farm land. 

mule power

Tractors often must be adapted for off-road use only, lest they provide the opportunity to go too far from home. This usually means steel tires rather than rubber.

Tractors with steel tires

 The Amish look to God for help in this dangerous world.  When they are face with problems, their first instinct is to pray rather than to seek a quick fix. They learned patience; they feel demanding a quick fix signals a lack of trust in God. 

I hope you enjoyed this little article and have an opportunity to tour and visit an Amish community.

Daily Prompt: Faraway

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Faraway is a word difficult to visualize its definition.  I remember when I’d take a trip with my parents I’d ask them how long will it be before we are there?  My dad would say, “20 more miles.”   At that age of 8 to 11 years old, I had no idea how far is 20 miles.

Faraway is like a football player intercepts the football on the opposing team 20- yard line.  He needs to run 80 yards to get the touch down.  80 yards is not far, but if you have 10 big guys chasing you it is faraway.

Like the word time, it is not always determined by seconds, minutes, or hours.

As my wife prepares a desert and she knows I am not a cook.  I ask, “when will the cookies be ready” I get the answer, “as soon as the dough rises and I still have to bake it.”  I am right back where I started.

How is the distance of faraway measured?

Comments are welcome

Faraway

Daily Prompt Contrast: Love Hate

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What would your life be like if you had no emotional contrast? A human life is filled with contrast.  I can’t imagine a static mind or body.

When I was young I had a mix of distinguishing characteristics. Now, what sets me apart from some people are my responses.

Which side does your emotional contrast lean to?

Positive                                                 Negative 

Do you show:

Love                   when others are       Hateful

Joy                     when others are       Depressive

Peace                when others are       Stressed

Patience           when others are       Impatient

Kindness           when others are       Rude

Goodness          when others are       Insensitive

Faithfulness      when others are       Backstabbing

Gentleness       when others are       Rough

Self-control      when others are       Controlled by a passion

When I know I am focusing on the negative side, I refocus and set my mind on the positive side of life.  If we stay focused on the negative side, it is like a cancer it will eat at you until you can’t handle that pain. It is better to lean to the positive side.

Thank you viewing,

Your comments are welcome

Contrast

Daily Prompt Clarity: A bird sings into a hibiscus

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This is a photo that I combined from two pictures I photographed .  The first photo is a picture of the American Goldfinch, the sencond is a close up of a Hibiscus.  I chose this picture for the daily prompt: clarity.

It shows the Goldfinch singing into the hollow of the hibiscus.  The funnel of the Hibiscus appears to enhance its clarity.  It reminds me of the old time RCA victrola where a dog named Nipper sits along side the record player listening to the clarity of the music.

Hibiscus and Bird-2

Feel free to comment and enjoy.

Clarity
 

Handwriting: A personal touch

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When I read a typed or text message, the characters in the letter are static, I don’t feel that personal touch. So many people send boiler-plated or copy and paste information.  Even on the computer or smartphone, people will try to make it personal by pasting emoji and symbols (smiley face, sad face etc.).

In a handwritten note or letter I can feel a friend express their personality, a friend may write they feel good or are happy. I seem to read between the lines as they say, it is how the hand writing appears.  If the writer’s letters are tight, light, bold or the way they slant, if the words drift up or down on the paper. All this indicates to me the emotions of that friend.  I don’t intentionally analyze the hand written letter.  it is instinctive to me.  Other than reading for the content of a letter, do you see the expression that is shown through the hand written letter?

It may take longer for a person to receive that hand written note or letter but, it is that personal feeling that is in the handwriting.

Handwriting

Daily Prompt Refresh; Bird Play

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There are many ways for people to refresh.  Some like going to the beach to feel the sprays of the water and lay on the beach to enjoy the suns’ rays.  Others like to surf the waves or enjoy the massaging therapy of the water.

Have you wondered how the ducks like to refresh?  These cormorants enjoy to slide on the surface of the water for a splashing cool down.  I know we have learned much from God’s creatures.  Could it be, we applied the ducks’ technique of surfing to surf boarding?

This particular duck is a double-breasted cormorant. It measures 30-35″. It feeds on fish, snakes and other reptiles. They swallow the fish head first. They do it like that so it is not easy for the fish to escape. I am glad you enjoy the photo. I photographed these birds off the coast of Virginia on the James River.

commorants April 05, 2014.jpgWhat if the ducks learned to surf board from humans.?

comorant surfijng.jpgI thought you may enjoy and have a little chuckle.  Take time and enjoy God’s creation.

Comments are appreciated

Refresh

Daily Prompt: Frivolous, A Person I Never Met

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Am I being frivolous to think he gave his life for me? A person I never met.

I know he is alive within me. I speak to him frequently. When I talk with him, he gives me hope and stimulates me mentally to do or feel something, especially creative. When I am tired or weak, he is there to give me that boost of energy to keep me going. At times, I will disagree with him then I will take it upon myself. What a mistake, I will silently hear him say, “trust me I will never lead you astray”. I have learned that my friend is serious and has a great value in my life. For those of you, that read this and think I am being foolish or not serious.
I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn’t than live my life as there isn’t and die to find out there is. As said by T D Jakes

Thank you for reading this, your comments are welcomed even if they may be frivolous.
Frivolous

To Follow in His Footsteps

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I know those footsteps by the impression it makes as you lead the way.   I feel and hear you breathe.  Your breath is like a feathery touch as it blows gently against my skin.  The slow back and forth sway of thin branches creak with each inhale and exhale of your breath.  A beam of white light spreads above the darkness on the horizon.  Patches of light fog filters the white glow.  As the sun rises and the fog lifts, a bright, clear, new day begins.  You are smiling and happy to see me.

I smell the sweetness of life flowing as you move about.  The potpourri of pines, persimmons and the musty scent of rich soil permeates the area.   The morning freshness is like a splash of water on my face.

The choir of birds sing their chorus of melodies of joy as their day begins.  It is like angels singing praise and worship as you watch over your children.  Thank you Lord for my life, it is a pleasure to serve you and follow your footsteps.

This post is in response to the daily prompt: Footsteps

Out on a Limb

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Help

Out on a limb or holding onto the twigs of a limb for dear life, this squirrel is some 40 feet above the ground. His only vision is to chew on the new budding twig of the Spring season.

Spread eagle or I should say spread squirrel clutches onto every branch within its reach.  Even the fresh green twig he is chewing.  After he finished, he did squirm for a way out. I think if it could cry out he’d say “Help me,  Help me.  I can’t let go or I will fall.

Squirrel.jpg

The below photo is his friend on another tree sits securely as it chews on a small pine cone.  He looks at him and thinks no way will I risk my life.  He’s on his own.

Smart Squirrel.jpg

The strong will survive.