First bigger montain bike tour in weeks, I tried to squeeze it between the rains, coming our way. I stayed fairly dry, but still got home dirty from head to toe from driving through mud. So good to feel nature again and I'm glad we can just fall out the door and are able to enjoy the outdoors.
This little creek not far from our home, in a forest of mainly beechtrees (I so love the fresh green of the beech leaves, against the coppery carpet of last years), has many names.
Names deriving from: little bridge, town border, enclosure, spoon.
