My second attempt at doing at least a 40 mile ride this weekend failed. Yesterday I got caught by thunder and lightening and cut the ride short. Today, I left it was bright and sunny. I rode north on what is one of my more picturesque and favorite rides into Southern New Hampshire but at about mile 17, I was in North Winchendon and all of a sudden black clouds appeared and it started to rain again. So I decided to turn around as I didn't know how torrential it would get. I didn't have any rain gear with me but it was warm and humid and unlike yesterday it stayed at a steady drizzle which was quite tolerable. And the visor on my helmet kept the water off my prescription glasses to a minimum so I could at least see today. Ride cut short to 32 miles.

All in all it was such a great ride. I saw another deer, it loped in front of me about 150 feet ahead. I love where I live - my biking routes are so nice and on many roads there is very little traffic. I hear all these horror stories of unruly motorists. I'm thinking now I must be pretty lucky - the drivers around here are so courteous - they wait, they don't rev engines, they don't show animosity and most of all they give an extremely wide berth to pass me, even if I'm on a road with a decent shoulder. Most times they are practically in the left lane. I usually ride solo, I don't mind, and I'm out every weekend and there are very few cyclists out my way here. I might only see 4 or 5 a season and none of them are women. I wonder if that has something to do with how the drivers behave around here - that there's not enough people on bicycles for them to have what they consider a bad experience enough to get annoyed with cyclists.