Price per Barrel

Images from a "ride" I took yesterday. Out the backyard, down the hill, across the 485 bridge, just over it cut across field into neighborhood, down/up hill, into woods single track, tons of technical work out at the Indian Rock, jumps, cut onto sewer path, get a response to my question as i see a white tail deer, cross a creek, get into the thick of it, following deer path, running between 485 and BallanToon golf course, get into the thick of it with thorns, think about ticks, think about how thistle is an invasive species and its everywhere, lay bike down, go look at traffic flying by on 485 in gas bubblers, disappear like a yeti back into the woods, jump out onto golf course, see a huge no trespassing sign, get off as fast as i can, come out on a office complex under construction road, see a huge dirt berm made to look and feel like pump track, ride until im coughing up dust, laugh about how i used to do this here when i was 11 and it was all woods. oh well. later chased down a roadie in the bike lane and passed him tucked into a downhill roll. he fought back on the climb and i stuck to his wheel. i took a right into the thick of it car style and he kept going.

When I saw the barrel i couldnt help but think of the phrase price per barrel and then over the barrel. I cant help but connect the two as i look closely at what it is daily costing America to keep its moods and modes.