I took a 23 mile detour across the Sacramento into Yolo County. Windy and cool but brilliantly blue skies above. I tried out my new bullhorn/aerobar set up since I'm thinking of using this bike as a tribike this summer. Of course it still only has one gear so I was spinning like a madman. Which ain't necessarily a bad thing.

As I came into town I overtook a few fellow commuters: a guy on an older Nishiki with a squeaky chain (that would drive me insane); an older guy on a bike with an electric assist motor; and yet an older guy on a Trek 5200 (recognized it on sight since that's my geared bike). I gave them all a hearty good morning and blazed past like Lance passing Jan.