The Madame on the Ridge.
Normally I would be a few miles up on my regular commute route, in those clouds, but the last few mornings I've stayed on the River Bike Path. Not that the riding in the rain bothers me, but riding through misty clouds, buckets of rain, and sleepy motorists makes me take the low-road.
Normally I would be a few miles up on my regular commute route, in those clouds, but the last few mornings I've stayed on the River Bike Path. Not that the riding in the rain bothers me, but riding through misty clouds, buckets of rain, and sleepy motorists makes me take the low-road.
The Consummate Bike Commuter.
The last two weeks commuting were tough for May--during Bike to Work Week, I believe Wednesday it was a record 102 degrees. And now, three days of Monsoon-type showers. It is the real Monsoon? I'm not thinking it is--but oh how sweet She is, mes amis! The air is rich with the fragrance of flowers and trees and earthiness, now that the rain has arrived to lovingly sooth us all from the heat.
This is just a fling with that hot chick you lock eyes with in the hallway, or in the cafeteria when you're sitting across from her on your lunch hour. The real Tempest arrives in July full force. So what's with this early rain? I don't know and I don't care, Gentle Readers of This Blog--I just needed the rain and the cool fresh air to glide through--biking home is like a dream when its like this...
Heading West on the Bike route and home.
I will tell you that the headwinds were not taunting me this week, and I flew home quickly and effortlessly. This week has been a nice change from the hot, fast traffic, intense dash on the more dangerous route (Ina and Sunrise). Funny how this all happened because I took the fenders off the bike--my bad.
Have a good Weekend!
Cheers! Bruce
1 comment:
Wow, I wish we had rain like that in Indiana!
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