A few weeks ago I hopped on a bike and soon found myself pedaling across the Golden Gate Bridge, up in the Marin Headlands and down into Sausalito. 20 miles total. And it was glorious.
I feel like I’ve been rediscovering some of my outdoor loves this summer. Between canoeing, camping and bike riding, I’ve been happily basking in sunshine and stretching my legs, smelling of campfire and waking to the birds chirping.
It does something to me. It renews me and revitalizes me.
That’s probably what led me to buy a tent this weekend for another camping trip next week. Bring on the night air.