Nothing better than a new road bike.
My favorite city street--Ridge Road.
You've got your artistical, ceramic mosaic of undetermined meaning and
you've got your rusticated scenery.
Ice Lake, just inside the AFA boundary, looks better in the summer. In the background is the impediment that stands between the now dirt trail and the well maintained asphalt of the AFA loop drive.
Consequently, it's onward on more dirt than anticipated but not a bad ride. The plan is for the train to be gone after my loop so I can hop back on the trail.
Anyway, there's the Chapel. And....there's my new bike!
The train didn't move, or maybe it's another one, so I had to sneak it.
Because of it being a beautiful Saturday there were numerous other bicyclists along the trail.
Lock Washer Park (aka, much less descriptively, America the Beautiful Park or ABP)
Last, and least, west (looking east) along Highway 24.