That grimy ancient wheel,
That use to give us such a thrill
And make our senses reel …
The auto-be-mo-bubble
In now the reigning fad,
Yet the old bicycle days
Made many thousands glad …
Oh, we will give the autos
One long and merry chase,
For hip, hooray, we’re going to have
Another big road race.

I knew … that my family was fixed for life, and when I die I want to die quickly … I saw some deer, but you never have time to stop and get a good look at anything when you are in one of those automobiles. We went around in circles. I spoke to the motorman and asked, if he would know his way out again …When he said he would, I was glad he was there.
About this time, the Saint Louis Police began taking measures to combat “scorchers”. Policemen and their driver would patrol the Park’s roadways in a “high-speed automobile” equipped with a “speed gauge”, looking to apprehend “scorchers”. They were there to enforce the Park’s 8 MPH speed limit.
I biked in the Park both Thursday and Friday mornings, before going to work. Thursday’s ride was gray and the roads were still wet from the preceeding night’s rain. I didn’t take any pictures and I had to clean my bike after that ride. Friday’s ride was sunnier and drier. I got the pictures of the cone flower and the yellow crowned night heron. I got 15 and 16 miles respectively. Later Anne and Joanie walked in the Park and she took the two pictures of the Great White Egret and today’s header.
The egret’s stance is just like the great blue heron Carl & I saw a few weeks ago. Curl the neck, then tilt the body, and then strike. Great pictures.