It's sultry out there -- a bazillion degrees (about 84F when I went out) and 400% humidity (~ 63% when I left to ride) -- but I went for a ride anyway to, apparently, give bugs something to stick to. And stick they did, including big ones, right on my sweaty face after smacking into me. Just over 14 miles for me, the human equivalent of bugpaper (flypaper). I'm not crazy about giving these freeloaders a ride, but what really irks me is when they decide to take a little nibble or a big ol' chomp. If they didn't want to be stuck to me, they shouldn't have flown right onto me. Geez. What nerve, to taste their hostess and transportation. Dumb bugs.

And speaking of dumb, or at least not the best of ideas, I saw four deer in the creek. A young one, past the stage of spotted but not quite full-grown, was squatting, merrily peeing away, immediately upstream of two that were quenching their thirst. Umm, eww! Kind of makes me wonder if the creek water is so bad, they can't tell the difference.

Despite the bugs, heat, peeshow, and humidity, to say nothing of the little dog someone really should have had on a leash, I had a great time!