This weekend I met a three-legged animal. Spent two whole days alone with it. It was made that way by me. I hopped on my leg-car (AKA bicycle) with trusty trailer and took it across land and across waters. From Victoria to Sidney to Anacortes to Coupeville to Port Townsend to Port Angeles and back.
3 ferries, 3 land legs. Past fields that looked like this:
Beneath skies that looked like this:
I slept under the stars on a beach with lapping waves. Was joyful and sometimes frustrated and angry. Mostly joyful sometimes ecstatic in lush forests or deep green fields. 170 kilometers. A plate of fish and chips and two pints of Space Dust IPA at the end then a nap on the boat. Viva. A weekend.