This is over by Lake Washington around 105th. A couple of cyclists are riding on the Burke-Gilman trail.

It still seems like yesterday when I rode this trail daily to get in shape for an upcoming bicycle trip, most likely the August 1987 one to the Kootenai area of British Columbia and Idaho. That trip held special meaning for me because five years had passed since my previous one, during which a serious knee problem developed after only three days, probably because I went too far too early (100 miles on the second day). The knee pain kept getting worse instead of better, so with extreme reluctance and disappointment I caught a Greyhound back to Seattle after only being out a week. I had planned to ride all the way down the coast to southern CA and then east from there on a trip of indefinite distance and duration. It therefore came as no small relief in 1987 to find out that my legs were once again capable of getting me over mountain passes, etc. on a bicycle without any trouble.