Today on my normal Saturday ride, I took a moment or two to collect real proof that I don't spend all of my time in an urban jungle. Sometimes I venture out into the suburban forest. Occasionally I see trees that weren't planted by Olmstead. And so I present to you the best of a spring morning in Piermont, NY.
Tweed from below.
The Tappan Zee Bridge in the distance. My favorite bridge north of Manhattan because I like words that start with "Z."
A state park. That I've never been to, but I ride near it sometimes.
Trees, oh my!