Virginia is for MTB lovers

 A morning on the Patomac

 Old habits die hard. I spent the night ready to jump up and run every time a heard a train slow down on its way into the near by yard.  

 This shelter was amazing to stumble into the evening before in a howling ice storm. This morning was so warm and sunny its hard to believe the icicles coming off the roof were almost a foot long a few hours before. Needless to stay I didn't get an early start. More than a few cups were sipped enjoying the sun and view.  

 Drying out after an all day wash.

 They can't all be this good but one can hope.

 I some how feel a connection.