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Yesterday evening I went out with a group of fellow riders to ride on Druid hill. We started out in Hampden on 36th street and rode to the lake. We circled the lake a couple of time and then a few of us decided to go down the Jones Falls trail. This has quickly become one of my favorite rides in North Baltimore. When on the wooded part of the trail you could almost forget you’re in the middle of the city. We rode the whole thing all the way down to Penn Station and then back up the switch back behind Stieff. Despite the fact that I sucked down a few gnats on Fallsway it was a great ride.
Anyone who hasn’t taken this ride really should. There is so much to look at and enjoy. You start with the lake it’s self and the views of the city from the hill. Then you move on to a nice ride through the park which takes you though the woods down into Woodberry. Riding along Fallsway you have all the old mill buildings and light industry. It pretty much for me sums up Baltimore. This ride is a NBBB must.
Dan/Mule and I took a leisurely ride after dinner last night. I had a terrible weekend and needed to sit prettily on my seat and let the city air blow through my new messenger bag in the early summer coolness of North Baltimore. On San Martin, we met a nice retiree with whom we rode through Druid Hill, Clipper Mill, etc. well after sundown. Not only was this gentleman knowledgeable about bikes in general and about riding around Baltimore city. He also complimented us for being an “example” to young people who think bikes are for parks and sidewalks when we ride around the city ourselves.
That’s a compliment I heartily accept, if I may ding my own bell for a second (that sounds incredibly dirty). I am a merit badge counselor for the cycling badge, and you should see kids’ faces when you tell them that you can ride your bike places, instead of waiting for a ride from your parents or waiting to get a license. “Wait, so I can ride to the movies or my friend’s house? Huh. Wow!” It’s even contagious to adults.
But I’m not taking credit for getting anyone on bikes, other than to show some tricks to a group of youngsters and getting my mom on a big red trike. If it looks like I’m having fun when I dash past traffic or meander through a park, that’s bike magic, mon. I’m just the agent of said awesomeness and the part of it that you can see.