The Gloves are coming off

All winter you ride with layers of gloves. I thought on the way to work today i'd take them off and feel the handle grips and shifter again. I also wanted to take pictures of the flooding. The ride home tonight I decided to ride around the trails alittle. I could see the flooding from earlier in the day on the downtown connecter. The snow was washed up onto the trail like a slow moving glacier. I only got to the underpass at the rail bridge, the water level was still up to high and dress slacks and shoes are not for hiking in the mud over the top. So here I find myself on the bench at the exit of denmans one of my favorite summer spots to stop, have a beer and type out blog posts on my cell phone. Listening to the train slowly coming this way and the dogs and cyotes howling. A least I can loose the gloves and type away in the middle of Des moines in the middle of nowere.