Its Saturday, and I'm motivated to get out of the house and go on a bike ride. Two hours and an impressive number of internet searches later, I decide that the only place to go is the farm I got a flyer from when I first moved in. I was hoping to bike somewhere interesting from home, but that doesn't seem to be a good option. Instead I strapped my bike onto the back of my car and headed to the next town over. When I arrived at the farm converted to nature trails I found an empty parking lot and a bike rack. Why would there be a bike rack at biking trails? That question doesn't make sense, but this one does. Why would there be a bike rack at walking trails? So one could bike there and then walk around in the forest. The paths were far too narrow and sometimes had wooden plank 'bridges' over muddy areas- not intended for bicycle use at all. The area warrants exploration another day, but it will have to be on foot.
I tried to drive toward town where I knew there was a bike shop, but got lost and at some point came across a sign pointing towards America's Stonehenge. Curiosity took over. Apparently by this point I had landed in NH, where you can purchase a self guided walking tour of a 4000 year old megalithic (stone arrangement) site. This looks fascinating, but should wait until I can discuss it with someone as we explore.
The afternoon ended with me finding a sign directing me home. I basically went on a very early leaf peeping drive with my bike attached to the car for kicks. I do have some interesting hikes to do in the near future, but the bicycle may remain neglected for another weekend.