I Brake for ... Snakes

This morning was reported to be "the last beautiful day" by local weather authorities. We figured we had better take advantage. Scott and I set out from the house at a brisk clip, and headed down the Bear Creek Greenway for a late morning leisurely peddle, headed for tacos.
The bike corridor has some lovely areas, and the light was textbook early October.
Our chicken tacos and ceviche tostada were much loved after the thirteen mile trek.
In the back of our minds, we knew it was all uphill after lunch.

On the way home, somewhere around Talent, I passed chilly snake lounging in the middle of the bike path. Not wanting it to be run over, felt I should intervene.




I was much warmer than the shaded pavement, so we had a bonding moment while I tried to raise his body temperature. He was released safely on the side of the path and twitched his tail in thanks as he headed toward the shelter of the creek.






When stopping to fulfill my reptile good samaritanship, I rather forgot that I was physically attached to by bike via my toe clips.






I guess every good story needs a tumble.