A sunny day. An empty, well paved road. Rolling hills with taller hills in the backdrop. 13degC. Perfect for riding.

Came across this monument marker to the end of the indian wars.

Geronimo was quite the most famous name from my childhood, as a symbol of unquenching dedication to a just cause, against overwhealming odds.
Must be part of my cultural hertage, rooting for the underdog.
For as long as I can remember, and throughout history, Ukrainians have been trying to sort out their country, as others invade and interfere. And it is still the same 🙁

Still. At least Geronimo is remembered to this day, and probably for a lot longer.