Every time we ride a new route I
like to exclaim, "We're on an adventure!" It could be just around the block
not at all far from the house, but if it's the first time, it's still an
adventure and I'll shout, "We're on an adventure!" Sarah will respond, "We're
on an adventure!" Then I'll repeat, "We're on an adventure!" And so on as
we pedal, curious about what we'll find up ahead.
It's easy to go on such adventures around here. You couldn't really get lost
even if you tried. The wilderness here was tamed centuries ago--although
you still have to watch out for wild boar--but that doesn't mean it's not
a place of great natural beauty. There are still forests, it's just they're
not very deep. Go in any one direction long enough and you're sure to come
out the other side, probably close to a village with a map posted in a prominent
public place. Still, it's an adventure!
After visiting Castle Trebesice, we rode towards Kutna
Hora on an unexplored road--"We're on an adventure!" Nicole, not used to
riding so much, called it bicycle boot camp. It was a bit uphill at
first but then it flattened out on a long plateau between fields where drying
sunflowers rustled and rattled as they knocked their dessicated heads against
one another. It reminded me of Congress.
We weren't sure where we going exactly but it's easy to wing it here what
with lots of towers and steeples serving as landmarks. A combination of luck,
instinct, and signage got us to where we wanted to be on the first try and
the adventure ended for the time being as we entered a familiar traffic circle
on the outskirts of town.