For W.I.
Hope pedals
four years into
the seventh decade
Great Ocean Road
Sun rising
Fairhaven incline
Heading west
A lycra rider
Not a word
Suddenly
On my right shoulder
Braided blonde ponytail
Down her lycra back
I change gears
Years, decades, too late
Lycra disappears
Over the hill
And far away
I catch breath
On the Fairhaven crest
Gaze upon
Endless aeons
of ocean
See also: ocean rode (1)
Vin Maskell 
Ah, good to see this one in print, Vin. I love it.
Hi Vin.
Dedicated to me?? 🙏🥹🤔
Hope springs up again!
I love you reference to changing gears decades too late.
Great work. Like that photo.
Moggs trip for me when we can soon.
W
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