I haven't been able to ride much lately. A combination of weather and "leg issues" (details in a later post, a few days from now). But I did get out for a solo 40.38 ride today. Started out with a bit of a headwind for the uphillish part, ended with mostly a tailwind for the downhill/flatish part. I saw almost no traffic. There was a coke in the middle at the only business in a small town, where the Pakistani owner (who drives a Mercedes) calls me "sir" and asks my mileage (it's always about 20 when I get there).
Camp Far West Lake is near Lincoln, CA. It's not an overly beautiful lake, but it has filled up in the last two months, due to lots of rain.
This inlet was not there a month ago.
When the clanger started clanging to signal the approach of this train, it scared me out of my wits. OK, I was daydreaming and listening to some blues tune on my iPod. I'm not a train buff, but it was fun to wait for this train and wave to the engineer.
I'll do it again tomorrow, but travel plans will keep me off the road for a few days. Being on my bike is a great way to spend my time.