Sunday, February 19, 2012

I want to know what the kite called itself when it got away

Weston, MA


Distance: 21.42 miles
Time: 2 hr 18 mins 38 sec
Average: 9.2 mph
Maximum: 21.8 mph
Calories: 1,151
Miles in 2012: 62.25
Total Miles: 1,264.64


I decided to bike to Weston, MA today. I studied there in College and I also have previously taken pictures of the place. However, this is my first time biking there. I took the same route that I took while I commuted to school, and it took me 53 minutes to get there. It was actually very challenging because everything was uphill (or a gradual inclination). Of course, while using my car I never felt it, but it was indeed challenging. However, it was nice to reach my college for the first time by bike. I asked myself if I would be able to bike while I was in college, and while it would be a nice thing to do, it would be very difficult (about 18+ miles total).

While commuting to school, this section was my favorite part, specially during the fall. Just imagine it, all these trees could be orange, red, or yellow and they would cover the street like an arc. Sublime to pass through here during Autumn.


Weston Common
Weston Town Hall

On April 19, 1775 Weston's 103 Minute Men under Captain Samuel Lamson assembled near here and marched to Lexinghton.

This is one of the reasons why I love biking. I love finding these type of gems. I am very blessed to live in a part of this country that is deeply connected to history.

Wayland, MA (North Cochituate Lake). I have biked to this location previously, and I absolutely love it!! Of all the places that I have discovered while biking, this is one of my favorites. Every time I go there, I wish I can stay longer. It is very peaceful and lovely. There are people hiking, walking their dogs, and fishing. A very nice place to visit. I wanted to see what was inside this fortress since I could hear water inside, but all the doors and windows were locked.


Wayland, MA (North Cochituate Lake)

2 comments:

mindful mule said...

In a garden yesterday, with your post title in mind, I wondered what the Acacia tree calls itself.

Vertigo said...

Acacia trees... they are truly beautiful. My title post is a quote from Andrea Gibson's poem "The Jewelry Store". http://quinndarling.tumblr.com/post/6581425795/andrea-gibson-the-jewelry-store-at-the-jewelry