After two days of honestly being too tired to write and going to bed at 9:00, I felt required to at least send a quick message.
The cycling is fabulous. The red and yellow wildflowers are in bloom, the sky is blue, the single track cycling is totally awesome and forest and the dirt roads adventures are more than exciting because hard winter rains in the Negev have washed out many a road (see picture). Fantastic.
Of course, the butt hurts, the mud is caked on, the sun has done it's burning and I have nothing about which to complain.
This afternoon, I have the opportunity to write because we exchanged an end of the day (and unnecessary) extra circle ride for a visit to a boutique brewery. The old Israel had two beers, Maccabi and Goldstar. Both loved only by those who loved Israel more than taste. The new reality of Israel is an economy populated by small entrepreneurs. This brewery in which I sit is a good omen for an expansive and quenched future.
A little riding and a little culture.