Whether out on a ramble, a race, or a run
Scrambling through brambles, ‘cross a field in the sun
While deep in dark woods, dodging roots with no one
Or back of the pack in a push-paced peloton
Whilst bouncing off babyheads, battling boulders
Or rounding a corner, looking up, I behold her
On a hazy horizon, gazing over her shoulder
Imagined or real, a bold image takes hold here
Ascutney accosts me
She calls me
She claims me
The rock pile’s proud profile will always amaze me
Rolling her trails is again where I aim to be
This Tuesday, return to her grand, scenic greenery
Meet at AOC (449 Ski Tow Rd.), 5:45 on Tuesday 6/14. I can’t make it this week, but Aaron Day will help you form groups according to riding preferences, and choose routes to head out on at 6:00. Have fun!
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