Sometimes it takes the trail - the road, and bike path one step removed from earth - but the trail pure ground and hallowed in its offer. The trail invites yet gives warning at once and still yearn to to follow and feel our stride against it. Rocks and roots give measure to speed and distance seems twice as far to travel. Yet times compressed to wonder and a concentrated effort singled to every step. Senses are sharpened and minute beauty sharpened. Nothing else compares,
Sometimes we need to ditch the road and head to the wild - no matter where it is we find it.
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