I have however come to realise what I so love about cycling over say, cars, trains, buses or motorbikes. Its the total experiance that you get from traversing the landscape. The effort of going up hill all day is not a thing you can forget. The top of the hill is something you have dreamed about and strived both mentaly and physicaly for. The ufforia of reaching the summit and apreciating its views is so amplified a car journey can not reward in the same way.
Cycling provides you with a physical feeling of a landscape, not just a visual one. Its more like running your hands over a mountain with your eyes closed. The landscape has a firm grip on your emotions and plays you like a puppet. Therefor you are emotionaly tied to a place and you remember it thus.
People are offten scornful of the cyclist. They assume you would rather be on a bus but for some reason, money or mear stupidity you are on a bike. These people I assume can not see beyond holiday snaps and ticking off destinations. I care for neither. I want only to travel and feel the world beneath me. I only wish I were braver.
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