Lets venture down to Bowling Green

     A trail I've been dying to try out was Slippery Elm in Bowling Green Ohio.  So we ventured down there bright and early in the morning.  Only it wasn't so bright.  You could practically cut the fog with a knife.

     This trail runs right through the middle of farm country, which was a far cry from the green belt parkway in down town Toledo.  There were corn fields as far as the eye could see.  We even heard a rooster giving his morning wake up call, but he must have slept in with the fog delay because it was about 7:30 when he started his yammering.  People talk about being up with the chickens; I thought that was more like 5 AM...

     Fog or no fog, I still enjoyed this ride a lot.  It was so peaceful riding out in the great Netherlands  of Ohio.  

     One thing I noticed about this trail is the patchwork to try to maintain the pavement of probably twenty years or so.  The filler they used to seal the cracks made by many years of ground settling made this ride a bit of a challenge, but it was just one more obstacle to conquer:)

          I don't know if you can see this, but some creature created this masterpiece and I was looking to see if this web was the work of one said Charlotte... (You know... The book "Charlotte's Web"... guess you had to be there...)

          This was where a swarm of about three thousand black birds  were flying back and forth, making me think we were in Alfred Hitchcock's  movie "The Birds".  However, I stopped to take a picture because I knew you wouldn't believe it, and they were more afraid of me then I was of them.  Not a single bird wanted to photo bomb my picture.


     Just one more challenge about this ride was the falling leaves, acorns and elderberries; after all, it is September now and I'm sure there will be a lot of obstructions on the trails as nature starts to shed it's summer coat.  Unless I want to get out there and sweep the trails ahead of time I better get used to it.

     One little fun fact I discovered on this ride was the very small town we passed through named Rudolph couldn't have more than a population of 500; if you blink you miss it, but around the holidays people swarm from miles around to bring their Christmas cards to their tiny little post office; after all, how cool is it to have Christmas cards postmarked "Rudolph":)

      By the time we finished our ride the fog had lifted and the sun was shining brightly.  As you can see, this quaint little trail also raps around in this quiet neighborhood; so we went from farm, to woods, to small town, to residential all in a single ride.  

          I can't wait to see what the next trail has in store!

Have a great day!!

Christine:)