21 miles. Had a headwind going...and a headwind coming back. Is that even possible?

Did stop enroute at the local cemetery to visit a friend's grave, and ended up meeting, then spending a half hour chatting with, two ladies who were busy weeding and replanting flowers in their family plot. Had the best time swapping stories (and dishing hilarious dirt) with them on old families that used to live in the area. These ladies (about my age) had grown up in this locale. I hadn't, but 2 years ago I had written an article that was published in two historical society magazines on a 200 year old business in the area, so was familiar with a lot of the old local family names (and gossip) through my extensive research and interviews. It was a fun rest stop full of laughter and reminiscing, and I think they appreciated the respite from their labor. We finally said our goodbyes and I left them to go back to spiffying up their ancestors graves while I mounted up and headed on towards home.

Just goes to show one can find great opportunities to meet a lot of very nice, interesting, friendly people when one takes one's bike out for a ride.