Sugarloaf Mountain is a
Monadnock: a hill or knob that rises up abruptly from an almost level surrounding plain, that plain sometimes being described as "flat as a
pancake."
The mountain is always there, peeking out between trees, coming up suddenly behind a barn or appearing all at once at the crest of a hill as we ride familiar roads around Poolesville, Maryland. Today, Jose and I had to agree, the mountain has lost some of its mystique as our climbing skills have increased and the weight of our bikes has decreased (the latter thanks to our good friend carbon).
People are mountains, with families stretching gracefully across the broad plains of ordinary life. We are children of parents and then parents of children and yet always children ourselves, pulling each other up and over the summit into tomorrow.
Here are the peach pickers, friends are mountains.
Lucky for us we live near a good working star. The kind that is able to convert matter into energy in the cataclysmic process described by Einstein's famous law. The same Sun that rained down its glorious light on us all day during our ride, also gives us peaches. Be a star. Eat a peach. Have a taste of our galaxy.
Here's Daniel, new to our group, also sporting a carbon based bike.
Okay. The guy is cheap. He goes to Performance. But he also thinks he's fast since the bottle does not contain mere water but a performance enhancing power drink. The fact that it was found on the road indicates that he was riding with a pack when it fell, but he was too worried about being dropped to stop and pick it up, so his buddies must be hard-driving hammer heads. His weight is estimated at between 230 and 235 lbs. This we know because only a rider that heavy could bounce a bike in just the right way to cause the bottle to fly off. And, of course, his height must be over 6 feet, since any other strength-weight ratio would result in a ride too slow to drop the bottle.
The endless road rides right into the heart of June, having stood up to the cold wrath of winter and emerged once again with all its possibilities. This road could take you anywhere. And that's where we'll go. It is the endless road of our adventures, our foolishness, our reverance for the moment. It is the endless road of our friendship.
