The great pleasure in riding a bike is the openess. You are part of the surroundings. You feel it. You smell it. It is absolutely liberating. On one such ride I was returning from Lake Champlain and had to stop at a railroad crossing. Expecting it to take a while, I pulled over and took advantage of the opportunity to photograph this picturesque old barn that was just by the side of the road. Isn’t this what riding is all about?!