Spending a week away from Alaska and Aki bicycling near Portland. It’s in the 60’s in Juneau and rain is on the way. Today at Hood River it was 97. In full sun a friend and I rode past wineries, fruit stands, orchards and vineyards. Some offered views of two quiet, snow covered volcanos: Mt. Hood and Mt. Adams. Prior eruptions enriched the soil of the Hood River Valley, which grows legendary cherries, pears, and apparently happy wine grapes.
During today’s ride a man yelled, “go home” at me while he passed in his pickup truck. He left me wondering what old guys on bikes have ever done to diminish his life.