Just a short 11 mile ride this afternoon through two neighboring towns. My pre-ride attempt at fitting three different saddle bags on the Dolce was unsuccessful, so I gave up and threw everything in a large fanny pack.

The temperature was in the mid-70s and dry. I love Sunday rides; there is a big drop in the traffic and overall speed of passing cars. Unfortunately, there seems to be a general disregard for pedestrians in crosswalks around here. At one busy intersection at least 10 cars whizzed past before someone finally stopped and motioned me to cross. Usually when one car stops, the opposite side follows suit. It's getting that first car to stop...<Sigh>