花蓮。兩潭自行車道 (北段) Biking in Hualien: Two Lakes Bikeway (North Shore)
這天趁著傍晚雨勢稍減的空檔，我和孩子就出門了。在便利店先買了輕便雨衣穿上。內心有種嚮往自由的激動。踏著我們的KHS T3 451，總算感受到一點真實。
The Two Lakes Bikeway, stretches 35km from Liyu Lake from the southernmost to Qixingtan the northernmost. We live in Hualien city, so often we just ride along Nanbin, Beibin, and somewhere near the Hualien Port building. It takes about an hour to go back and forth from home. We haven't ride directly to Qixingtan yet. It's definitely on our list. The route to Liyu Lake seems a bit complicated as the path winds between local roads. More research still needs to be done before we hit the road sometime.
It had
been raining for the whole week because of the approaching Typhoon. We waited
and waited and finally the rain got lighter, and we rushed out. We stopped by
the convenience store for ponchos and felt we were well prepared. There was a
kind of excitement in our heart yearning for freedom. Pedaling on our KHS T3-451,
things finally start to get real.
After
riding through the alleys of Gouzaiwei, passing the farmer’s market, it didn't
take long to reach the Binhai road. Going up from the small trail on the right,
I let Henry get off, and I carried our bike up the short stairs. We arrived at
the cycling path and decided to stop for some water here. We took a few photos,
and go on the road again.
On such
a rainy day, there are almost no people on the bike trail. We only saw a
middle-aged man walking a dog. They walked for a short distance, and then left
in an old scooter.
Hualien under the pandemic is like returning to the time when I was a child, no tourists. The quietness that I have not seen for a long time, mixed with childhood memories somewhat calms my spirit. Going back to my hometown to work for three months is like taking refuge in the French countryside from Paris in the novel. It is a precious experience to live again in the town where I grew up.
On the Shuguang Bridge, even the people who exercise regularly are not seen; there is only one woman without any rain gear. The people fishing under the bridge are still there. Henry said, "Look, mom, someone is fishing!" It seemed that they were not afraid of rain.
The scenery at the estuary of Meilun River was vast and tranquil. Although the rain became heavier, I took out my Nikon Z50 and took a selfie. This was the first time we have used Nikon Z50's Selfie feature.
婦女後來走上去港務局旁的小公園，可能是去樹下避雨。我們則是繼續往北。必需要造訪我跟兒子的秘密基地。前幾次來都沒帶到相機。這回可不能錯過。
The women later
walked up to the small park next to the Port Authority, probably to shelter
from the rain under a tree. We continue north. Must visit my secret base with
my son. I did not bring the camera on our previous visits. This one we will not
miss it.
An inconspicuous ecological pool next to the bike path. This time it seemed even more deserted. But we went in anyway. There was a discarded fishing net on the trail. I did not know who left it there. We avoided carefully, and then walked further.
The fish in the ecological pond swim freely and stayed undisturbed. I bet they do not know what is going on in the world now. After leaving the ecological pond, it rained harder. We first hid in the tunnel to avoid the rain, and then tried to ride a bit further. Unexpectedly, the rain was too heavy. I parked the car next to the bikeway and ran up to the gazebo with Henry to hide from the rain. I pointed to the Astur Hotel opposite, and said to him, "This is a haunted house." He opened his eyes widely and asked why. I told him this was the best hotel in Hualien when I was a child. Grandparents will bring me here to watch other people play bowling. In my childhood impression, this was a great elegant place for the rich. It was a pity that no one is managing it now, and it looks like a ruin. The story of the haunted house did not attract Henry's attention for long. Before long, he began to ask impatiently, "Can we go now?" Okay, okay. Just ride home in the heavy rain!
Today, our bicycle ride distance was about 20 kilometers.
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