I took pictures and had to out run the evil looking clouds, but the cable for my camera is in the basement and I hate stairs so I will load them up later or in the morning. Freaking rain…. I was lucky and didn’t get wet, but the clouds chased me all day. It was not fun, it was not good, and it was a really good time. I had to ride into the wind for what seemed like hours, and it really was 2 hour and 40some minutes.
The wind just kept swirling around depending on where I was. The only exception was the final climb, which I choose only because I am a bit dumb. I like to climb and I like to make myself suffer just a bit, and I did get to do both. It was not windy, at all! It was pretty warm, it was mostly sunny and it was very steep. At least I rode up the hill. The fellow that I passed that gave me that mean look as I passed him, did not. He took the flattest and flattest way home. Of course he was dressed for -25 degree weather and it was 55-60 degrees. Poor guy.
Well what else? My lovely bride made some very good home made corn bread for dinner. We had Pork chops, corn bread (obviously) and pork and beans. Pretty good. Not much else here, maybe I will think about something to write about overnight…. something that is not a total waste of time posting, and god forbid, someone reading.
Ride in the morning, should be fun.
Now I know from looking at the picture it doesn’t look that bad, but trust me in real life it looked much worse. It did pour not too long after I got home.