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October 30th, 2010
I had to get down and dirty for this one. I was riding on the W&OD trail and brought the camera along, ’cause just a few days before I noticed a beautiful line of golden maple trees along a section of the path. Problem was, it rained the following day and knocked many of the leaves from their limbs. So, on the ground I went, and this is what I found…an expanse of leaves sunning themselves in the late afternoon sun. 
July 5th, 2010
Recently I’ve been pretty lazy, however, I have kept up the biking…I’ve also kept up the whining about the heat, too-steep hills and grinding gears and chain rub—the latter a result of my lack of shifting skill. Oh well. Anyway, on Saturday, four of us rode from Vienna to Herndon, and I took these pics of the Herndon Depot and Museum that lies alongside the W&OD bike trail and, most importantly, has a working water fountain. Yay! The depot, built in the 1850s, was a working train station for the dairy town of Herndon until 1968, but is now a museum and is a popular rest stop for all who travel the W&OD. That’s our friend, K. While we’re resting in the shade, he insists on sitting in the blazing sun, sans sunscreen and sunglasses. Don’t see how he does it.
May 4th, 2010
This is just a tiny section of my favorite bike path, the W&OD Trail. I’m facing east, and right out of view is the intersection of Washington Street and Rt. 66 in Falls Church, which is walking distance from the East Falls Church metro. The total distance of the trail, which spans from Shirlington to Purcellville, is almost 45 miles.
April 22nd, 2009
These are the tiny blossoms of a redbud tree of which I posted a photo this past Sunday. Speckled with last night’s rain, these are from a tree I found in Mason District Park this morning on Lucy’s walk. And in keeping with my style of pairing a photo with a seemingly unrelated story, here goes. Redbuds always remind me of a certain stretch of the W&OD Trail in Virginia that W and I used to ride each year at this time. Actually, he would faithfully do the ride—I would tag along if I was *sigh* feelin’ it. This particular length of bike path was just east of Leesburg and was heavily lined with redbuds that loomed over us from both sides. Cruising along, the banks of the path would become a beautiful blur of reddish-purple. The Leesburg ride was in preparation for TOSRV, the Tour of the Scioto River Valley, a two-day, 200-mile bike tour that takes place each year in Ohio on Mother’s Day weekend. W and friends would always make the Leesburg ride the weekend before TOSRV and would ride from the beginning of the trail in Shirlington to Leesburg, have lunch, then ride back for a total of around 80-90 miles. While I only rode TOSRV once, W and a friend made the trek for many years. If ever I write of my love for cheese and mustard sandwiches, fear not, a mention of my own TOSRV adventure will certainly rear its ugly head! Hmmm, Rod Stewart was right…every picture does tell a story. 
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