A Lark Followed me Today - February 24th

While I was riding across the hills from Saverne to Strasbourg a lark joined me for about 15kms. It flew high in the sky behind my left shoulder, difficult to see without falling off, but I knew he was there, I could hear him. Even when I went through a village and thought I had lost him he kept reappearng later. Maybe he liked this slow quiet body moving along the country road.

Now perhaps larks are territorial and so I was just hearing the owner of each successive patch. But to be honest, I don't really mind. If they chose to pass on the message to each other then so be it. He (or they) made me really happy for that hour or so and saw me safely off their land.

And then I came down off the hills and into the Rhine valley. What a wonderful experience. The sky was blue, the Rhine flood plain absolutely flat and the early evening sun cast long shadows across the road.

Tom had text me the addresses of two Youth Hostels in Strasbourg, the best one had a room and I decided to stay for two nights. Life is good.