From a train the observant traveller can get a general view of the state of crops, the abundance or otherwise, of the harvest, the progress of cultivation and the varying types of soil... On a cycling or walking tour one comes right up against them; and those who elect to take a riding expedition through the lanes and byways of the land, will find matters of interest for their inquiring minds in every hedge, every dry stone wall, every gate and every cottage.
[Col. Rainsford-Hannay, Dry Stone Walling]
Like a horse, a cycling expedition (accompanied with that inquiring mind) reveals much along the way. Cometary intrusions, haphazard encounters, chance, serendipity... they all come into play when out on a horse or a bicycle. It's the ease of one's melding with the open. We are after all out in it, this open.
Unlike the car (the 'tin can' if you will), the equine bicycle does not cause deaths, does not instigate wars, and does not vaporise the interstitial. On the contrary, the bicycle revitalises, reconnects, and re-inserts the organic body-mind back into its greater matrix from which it had been unnaturally wrenched.
Health returns quickly to a man with a horse...
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