October gave a party; the leaves by hundreds came-The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples, and leaves of every name. The Sunshine spread a carpet, and everything was grand, Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band.
As the days grow shorter and the air begins to chill; we climb obscured paths up ever changing hills
Of trails cloaked by thoughts; in hues of crimson, rust and gold, summer’s fleeting warmth yields to an impending winter’s cold.
The seasons change with authority, in splendor they prevail, just beyond the mountain’s mist under autumn’s starry veil.
~October rides require post-ride seasonal libations~
A "true to form" Oktoberfest brew;
Munich Germany's own
Paulaner Oktoberfest Märzen
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