Early morning rides are crisp cool-- even here in the Devil's Anvil, Central CA. And I picked up my first goathead flat, a sure harbinger of late summer. Soon the mantises will make their lurking backyard appearance. I'll be riding home in the twilight of ever earlier darkening evenings through pockets of cool air. The wind will shift a bit. And I'll only be able to find one arm warmer from last March.
Early darkness will mean no afterwork rides of any length. Should I buy that CycleOps this year...that damned Nashbar clunker trainer I bought when kids' college tuition had eaten available discretionary money...the darned thing just won't die and justify it's replacement.
Still, autumn is a great time to ride. Long, relaxed and relaxing distances often turn into a reverie.
Cool zipped mornings,
Me riding home in the dark--