Lovely ride in this morning -- bright sunshine, a bit of cloud, chilly enough to get the cheeks red and cause the tops of the ears to tingle.

There also was what I call the invisible wind. With our cold mornings, there is a shift of air down the Derwent Valley (it often has a fog affectionately known as the Bridewater Jerry). The air movement is not enough to flutter the leaves on the trees (or those that are left anyway), but you definitely feel it when riding into it.

Took the roadie Merida after a good weekend of distance riding. The legs felt surprisingly good.

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