Wow, what a magnificent evening for a bicycle ride! There are very few things in life that I love more than the second half of April, and I just proved it to myself again. The intense green of the countryside and kurdlezeet of the red-wing blackbirds nourished my spirit. At the close of the eighteenth century, it was no accident that this part of Kentucky was chosen for the first settlements. One member of our group declared, “It doesn’t get any better than this.” I didn’t have the slightest inclination to disagree.