Took the new bike out to Carlisle, Concord, and Lincoln on the North Bridge loop, 32 miles, to test out yesterday evening's drive train adjustments. River Road and Monument Street were as hilly and beautiful as ever. The Concord farms and gardens are bringing in the harvest, tractors are out on the road, and the Hutchins Farm stand is mobbed; one of the SUVs parked there was guarded by a fierce, or, at least, excitable dog named Tillie. The Wayside is closed for the season, clad in scaffolding. Pumpkins in the field and woolly bear caterpillars crossing the road are sufficient to license anyone so inclined to curse the end of Summer. The weather was cool and cloudy, a little breezy, but noticeably warmer whenever the sun put in an appearance. The meadow at the end of the Hanscom runway still looks like a place where you could become airborne just by getting a running start and flapping your arms, at least in childhood or in a dream. The Cambridge Reservoir is low.
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