The weather was perfect for a ride yesterday. Plopped my ass on the trike
and thouroughly enjoyed a leisurely twenty mile (32.4km) ride on the local
MUT. It was a remarkably pleasant day with bright sun and a clear blue sky
and low humidity.
I spent the weekend riding in Michigan. One ride was on mostly quiet back
roads near Pentwater. Very good ride. Traffic coexisted hpv's. The hills
were a good workout for a flatlander from the burbs west of Monkey Island.
Then I rode a nearby trail and although it was flat it was very straight and
not much more fun than riding the trainer, except for the wonderful ice
cream cone from a dairy that is next to the trail.
The trail in Michigan made me realize how much nicer my local trail is,
despite its washboard roughness. The trail has curves and woods and vistas
of the river and if I do my route right I get some hills too (off trail).
As I neared home I realized that I forgot my flag. Maybe when I ride today I
forget it again. Maybe I'll forget my helmet too. Ahh, life is good.
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