I was eating dinner in one of my favorite local restaurants when another man walked in an struck up a conversation.
I was wearing my bright yellow and black cycle jacket with a brilliant green, white, and black helmet that can't be missed, setting on the table next to my meal.
He had spotted my older motorcycle setting outside as I ate my salad.
He asked if I used it to commute, and admitted that he used to commute from Stewart on a cycle some years before. That's just about as far as I care to ride a cycle during a commute, I told him!
We shared a few observations. Mine was that on a hot day like that day, you really enjoyed the dips into cool valleys during the day, but at night, it was the relatively warmer hilltops that you prayed for.
He laughed at that remembrance, but he also added something that I heartily agreed with.
The man pointed out that you really got to smell nature when you rode, especially at night. He felt closer to Nature on a cycle.
How right he is: You smell grass, water, wood smoke, gas fumes, oil wells, dead animals (all too many) and flowers that bloom at night.
It's something that auto drivers just don't experience as much unless you drive slowly with all your windows down.
Motorcyclists can help but encounter these smells every day.
There really is a brotherhood of cyclists. This is just another example.