10 miles on the Minuteman tonight, timed in such a way that I completely missed the Arlington Town Day fireworks, but not the migrating crowds who turned out to see them. Dark on the trail, passed one slight youth who seemed to be trying to make himself inconspicuous on the trailside while staring intently at a dark area across the path: some story there. The quacking frogs were quacking at Arlington's Great Meadow, a fat mouse or a rat with a nose job scuttled across my path. No aurora on my watch.
At the start of the ride, navigated an emergency response scene on Broadway, Arlington, police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances. Don't know for sure what this was, but it might have been an accident involving a motorcycle. Good luck to all concerned.
rod