I hope to have at least one picnic each month, and share the details with you. Here's my first picnic report...
Where was that promised sun?! The sky was one big duvet of grey as I headed out on my bike. The robins puffed their chests but did not chatter as I made my way past them. Folks around here may have called it cold, with the slight wind and threat of a drizzle, but I couldn't. Forty degrees is a fine temperature for a bike ride. Within a few minutes of pedaling, I was unzipping my coat. The colors popped against the grey palette. I smiled wide at the countryside, having forgotten that I wanted sun. I always smile with this feeling of freedom.
I was riding alone today, which meant I could go as slowly as I wanted, and so I did. At the turning point of my ride, I hadn't gone far but I had braved a new route, and I was ready to pick up the pace. Food will do that. :-) I was en route to a beautiful little picnic spot I spied on my way out.
My picnic spot
Today's picnic basket, a waterproof bike pannier
- Not a "picnic weather" day, but out I went anyway
- Via my bike, always a plus
- The start of something grand
Do you dream of picnics this year? What are your tips for making the most of them?