the GOT bike

 On Sunday, running with my friend Brian and mentioning our mutual friend Matt, I recounted how another friend Wouter had asked Matt if a particular running route was good or "just something you and Salem would enjoy." First of all, wow, I have enough friends to make for a confusing sentence, but also, I'm a little proud to have my judgement deemed as questionable as Matt's. For reference, Matt ran the length of Route 10 in Massachusetts for the simple reason that it would be awful. I have no desire to match it, but I respect his motivation. Yesterday, I headed out with the intent of exploring on foot the patch of woods north of Mount Lincoln in Pelham, but I never made it there. Instead, I departed the paved roads early to wander north from Belchertown on the Snowmobile trails. I wasn't in a rush, and I was out with the intent to walk, so I walked up a lot of the rocky, washed-out climbs that were filled with a couple inch coating of leaves. After a busy weekend,...