This morning on my ride into work I was spotted a large hawk standing on the sidewalk enjoying his breakfast. As I approached the hawk left his meal and flew to the lowest branch of a nearby tree. He watched me pedal past with a definite; don’t even think about stopping and eating my food, look. Once I passed I looked back to see him glide out of the tree and resume his meal.
Book Review: "The Wonderful Ride"
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