It seems I’ve been waiting all winter for the late summer nights so I can take my motorcycle out on the country roads of Oxfordshire for some aimless riding.
An aimless ride is so much more superior to a daily commute. Although I much prefer commuting on the bike instead of a car, the humdrum of the daily route causes your mind to wander and think about something outside of the here and now–for me, it is usually work. But an aimless ride– a ride where the route is determined at junctions by looking in all directions and seeing which one look most promising– keeps you in the moment. You are constantly admiring new scenery and looking for new pot holes. You don’t have the luxury of mentally wandering off.
Monday night, I was able to watch the sunset from the WWI monument near Wooley. Here’s a pic.