Every now and then I enjoy exchanging my cycling jersey for a t-shirt and bag with my Moleskine, a snack, a camera, whatever. I head out on the road with no solid plan as to where I'm going. There is no pressure to get in X number of miles, or ride for X amount of time. There is no pre-planning of anything.
Sunday I set out on one of those trips, and found myself sitting at a sunny picnic table in front of the Southport Beach House. Not the best sketch, and not the worst. But the sun was beating down on my back taking the chill out of the 60-something degree day, and I was happy.
My ride continued, and there were no more sketches, but several photos. Fall is falling, and my phone took at least one fairly decent photo. Should have had my regular camera along for the ride.
Thanks for stopping by!
