It was lovely to be able to wear these:
instead of these:
but my feet would have been happier in these:
instead of these:
There was a delightful tailwind heading out of town, and a killer of a headwind coming back in. As we slogged along we played the "at least" game: At least it's not raining. At least it's not snowing. At least it's not blowing dirt in our eyes. At least the wind isn't shifting like last time when we never got a tailwind. At least we're riding and not spinning. A good ride.
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From all I can tell, it's hellish all over the west, north to south. MAN! Wind, rain, snow. BTW, I can tell you because I have that memory like an elephant and that attachment to certain dates: I personally believe the western US can RELY on this particular weekend being hell for weather, even if spring has been hinting, seducing a little previously. I'm glad you rode! I surrender my "Balls Badge" to you, just temporarily, because I rather wimped out in favor of spa treatment and pampering. It's rare. Don't begrudge me. ;~} Travel/relocation plans? New developments?
WV- couty. I live in Clark Couty, NV.
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