I live on a 25-mile (and growing) MUP. At this time of year, it’s very busy: walkers, skaters, children wobbling on their training wheels, ordinary tourists on rentals enjoying bicycling they don’t get to do the other 51 weeks out of the year, the occasional whippet-thin Lycra-clad cyclist bent low over his drops trying to break Mile-a-Minute Murphy’s record. And the Unindicted Co-Conspirator and I plugging along, enjoying ourselves in retirement. It’s all good.

The Friends of the Cape Cod Rail Trail set up a count last Saturday at the halfway point. The busiest time was between 12-1, second busiest was 9-10. If you want to really zip along, between 6 and 8 p.m. is best.

Sorry if people think the MUP belongs solely to their favorite form of riding.