New Jersey

Delaware Beach

Ocean City, Maryland

Atlantic Coast Bicycle Trip
June `77

The weather hasn’t been good. The last time I saw the sun was back in Virginia. Last night it rained. Ocean City, Maryland was kind of nice. It was a tourist city, but somehow I liked it. Maybe it was the wooden boardwalk along the beach, or maybe it was the huge beach with the roving bands of people crowded everywhere. Whatever it was, I liked it. All in all, though, it wasn’t as good as that night I spent on the beach in Delaware. I camped right on the ocean. At least there, the sun came out long enough for the setting sunlight to wash over the
vacant ocean beach—very pretty. There was quite a bit of wind, but
being the only person on the beach made for a very peaceful evening.
It was just the sea, the sand, and the two beers I had earlier bought
for that occasion, a Coors and an Olympia. Together, the three of us
soaked up the scenery as the fading light brought out the stars.

Yesterday, I took the ferry over to New Jersey—immediate
civilization. The towns were close together, and I’m still getting use
to being around all the people. There was one benefit; I
didn’t have to look very far for a bar. When I needed a break, there
was always one handy. I even found one that served draft beers for a
quarter (instead of dollar beers)–nice. Last night I camped off the
highway along a power line. It was good because I got to eat my
bologna sandwich and cold beans in peace, way away from all the hub
bub of civilization.

Today I’m going to end up close to New York City. Tomorrow I plan on riding through the city. It’s drizzling out right now; the flowers are blooming, though. It smells good.


About bwinwnbwi

About me: Marvin Gaye’s song, "What’s Going On" was playing on the jukebox when I went up to the counter and bought another cup of coffee. When I got back, the painting on the wall next to where I was sitting jumped out at me, the same way it had done many times before. On it was written a diatribe on creativity. It was the quote at the bottom, though, that brought me back to this seat time after time. The quote had to do with infinity; it went something like this: Think of yourself as being in that place where infinity comes together in a point; where the infinite past and the infinite future meet, where you are at right now. The quote was attributed to Hermann Hesse, but I didn’t remember reading it in any of the books that I had read by him, so I went out and bought Hesse’s last novel, Magister Ludi. I haven’t found the quote yet, but I haven't tired of looking for it either.
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2 Responses to New Jersey

  1. Mèo Lười Việt says:

    Half like! 😀

  2. eof737 says:

    Great beach shots… See you in NY… on paper. 😉

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