Today, on this second Sunday of the new year, I was back feeling like an Eskimo in tundra country, with the temperature above freezing, but with a strong wind blowing gusts faster than 40mph, making the wind chill feel way below freezing.
Even so, I layered on several layers and once again made my way to Lucy Park to do some nature communing.
That would make that me, smiling like an empty headed gigglemugger, above. I was looking across the Wichita River, to the bank opposite Lucy Park. The wind has stripped the brush of any remaining view inhibiting foliage, thus rendering a clearer view across the river.
That clearer view allowed me to see the Wee-Chi-Tah Trail, which runs alongside the river for part of the trail.
I have had no desire to ride this mountain bike trail because the parts I have seen look a tad treacherous.
And I am not just talking about Alligator Alley.
That strip of brown you see in the middle of the photo documentation is a narrow bridge spanning a narrow gorge above the raging rapids of the Wichita River. It would seem that it would be easy to find oneself having an accident which ends up in the river.
The Wee-Chi-Tah Trail is a one-way deal, with directional signage hoping to keep riders going in the right direction, not running into each other at locations like that aforementioned narrow bridge...
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