I got back on the bike today. The mercury hit the sixties and I hit the road. This was my first bicycle ride of the year, but it certainly won’t be my last. It felt good to be back in the saddle again. There was a lot of debris on the road and Forest Park was not very crowded, but I didn’t mind. It felt like I was flying on my two-wheel chariot, as I sailed around the park. There is quite a bit of roadwork going on in the park. The Hi-Pointe entrance from Skinker and the two roads that lead from there to both of the zoo’s parking lots are under construction. Hopefully, the work will be done before this summer’s tourist season starts. When Anne got home from school, she wanted to go for a walk. We are trying to get ready for London, where we plan on doing a lot of walking. I’m feeling a little beat now.
Forest Park? not the one in Portland, OR? — ah, the Forest Park in Montreal ~
Forest Park, Saint Louis, MO
oh…. kay. there are probably as many as half the number of Central Parks then. not quite as numerous as “city park” or “town square” ah’d surmise …
I think that we have the biggest. It is bigger than Central Park in NYC. It was the site of the 1904 Worlds Fair.