Originally Posted by sherbornpeddler

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Sometimes I depend on the same old route. I know everything about it and know I can and will do it. Like an old friend I confide conditions of mind and body without talking, just by moving. I can trust it will be there and I can push or not push and it will adjust and respond. Little changes like a dog barking, a tree limb, weather or pavement are interesting and the equivalent of small talk chitchat.
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A sore back inspires mixing in shorter rides hunting historical markers (how many Tercentenary Commission markers can I find?), statues, fascinating museums, utilities (Deer Island), comparing ours to their trails and routes (just back from Narragansett Bay Quonset Point Trail) and of course, food destinations.