The chickens have had the zoomies lately.
I’ve been letting them run free around the yard.
They extend their necks and flap their wings accelerating towards each other with their beaks extended in some sort of odd game of pecking order tag.
They just seem to be happy to be freed from their coop. Their winter palace is a lot less palatial with the sun shining.
I get it.
Zeke messaged me last Saturday.
Ride this weekend?
Having spent the winter inside on a trainer, I was jonesing to try some distance to see if the foolish act of making small circles with my feet inside all winter would have an impact.
It was a long, playful 80k day of riding off road.
It was fun. We stopped midway at a cafe and ate food and had hot coffee. This was quite civilized and a far cry from our regular routine of eating energy bars and apples under a tree in the woods.
On the return trip, we went into a ventured into our normal terrain of janky ugly unused abandoned roads. The old Mineville Road was covered in a foot o…
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