I had to work a 2pm and it was a beautiful day, my wife went to the beach so I decided not to waste it and went for a very long detour on my way to work. I guess it was about 30 miles, traveling over two bridges that are the closest thing to a hill or mountain in these parts. On one of the bridges the decent was so steep I didn't have a gear high enough to pedal and didn't want to either. I was going so fast visions of a flat flashed before my eyes, with me all twisted on the road. It was a lot of fun and a beautiful day for a ride. The ride home was a bit chilly, it's getting close to gloves with fingers and a hat to cover my ears time. Probably the best time of the year for riding or any other out door activity. I had one regret, it took the bike path for one stretch and was reminded why I avoid them, too many cross streets and stop signs. I could have stayed on the road and made much better time.