Late Autumnal Light

No Dabs, 12/1/22

warm in the sun, chilly in the shadows

riding a route in a revisited direction

no humans to be seen for two hours

as the low-angled light shines bright

that flicker piercing the eyes through dark lenses

that sudden sound of a quail covey taking flight

that turn into a rocky corner with no sight line

that familiarity of lung burn and taut muscle

riding a bike on dirt in late autumnal light

releases the cares and welcomes in the

understanding of not being care-less but

rather, being carefree, for a moment in life

No Dabs is a monthly column by James Murren that celebrates our mountain biking community and lifestyle.