For me, bicycling holds a closely related kind of primitive wonder. How far can I go under my own power? Will what I find be worth the effort expended to get there? Which will fail first? Man or machine? Or will man and machine meet in symbiosis and continue to function for tens, hundreds, thousands of miles. As with fishing, with each destination reached, each hill climbed, makes me wonder what is over the next.
More to come.