Sunday, October 30, 1977

There is nothing more fun than getting up at four o'clock in the morning to go on a bike ride. The streets are completely deserted and it is very quiet. It is cold, and dark, and the air is briskly refreshing as it wakes you up. As you ride downtown, you see the city begin to come to life. The early morning workers drive to their job, like every other morning. Then, as you ride, you see the sun rise. There is more and more activity as it gets warmer, and you take off our coat and continue to ride as the day begins.