I don’t possess the vocabulary to speak intelligently about music, yet, as I try to translate my cycling experiences to the page, it is words about music that first come to my mind. Rhythm, tempo, beat; as in music, these are the elements that form the foundation of a ride. However, more and more, I realize that it is melody that I am seeking. On my bike, I am searching for those fleeting moments of beauty that rise, occasionally, out of the pattern of the ordinary and bring me, if only for a second, to a more pristine place.
