70 miles on a box route around the county. Fueled by Chex mix and oatmeal craisin cookies. The farms are getting fields ready for winter, but there still plenty of moos hanging out.

I stopped at a small roadside memorial where a bicyclist was killed by a hit-and-run driver a couple weeks ago. The flower displays had toppled, so I set those back up.

Later on the highlight, aside from the red-tailed hawk that flew alongside for a bit, was the coyote that ran, right to left, across the road in front of me. I slowed up, sat up and watched it run back across the road behind me.