As I was riding down a gravel road out by Graminia School
this afternoon, a passing car slowed down and stopped. The guy rolled down his window
and, in a friendly voice, said, "Hey man, there's an awesome paved road up ahead. Turn west and
it goes for miles. Way better than this crappy gravel."
He must have thought I was lost, had turned off the paved road by accident.
I smiled and said, "Thanks, but, actually, I like the
gravel. It's what I came out here for. I prefer it."
Dude just looked at me as I pedalled away into the leaves.
