This time of year is my favorite. I love being outdoors but the fall season is the best in my book. The leaves changing colors gives a new spin to the same ole landscape that we see every day. The splashes of reds, yellows and orange just lifts my spirits.
We went for a short ride last night along some familiar trails and I was surprised to see so few people on the trails. As we rode up South Ridge in Bent Creek a huge Great Horned Owl flew across the trail in front of us and landed in a tree. We stopped to get a better look at him and he flew from tree to tree not wanting the attention. A squirrel on the side of the road made this weird chatter sound as the owl was flying around, I am sure he was thanking us for allowing his get away. I guess owl’s eat squirrels? Anyway, it was an interesting evening ride.
