I had an adventure yesterday, riding through a full spectrum of weather on my 60 mile, 4000 foot elevation, ride. Started off in a drizzle, then hit some sun and clouds for the first 25 miles of rollers, then climbed a mountain for 5 miles and ended up in heavy fog and mist. Rode along the top of the mountains for 15 (which was way more up than down - and I'll admit to wanting to cry when I saw the last uphill!) and hit more mist, fog, heavy winds (at Windy Hill - guess it was named correctly!), and finally bright sun shine. Finally finished in the sun with a 10 mile down hill that was fun!
Christine
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Cycle! It's Good for the Wattle; it's good for the can!