My brother Steven and I took a hike down the Meadowlark Trail after lunch today.

I’ve commented before about how I see things differently at the “speed of bike.”

Turns out the speed of walking allows for even more awareness of one’s surroundings.

I took a few photos of the Smoky Hill River, and the tree that’s probably not long for this world, given it’s precarious perch.

I can’t wait til next time, when we’re going to go further south, down where the old bridges are located.

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

Smoky Hill River, April 2014

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