2F, and lousy today. I got over 1.5 miles into my ride on bumpy, packed snow, and noticed my front SKS fender was gone. WTF. Turned around, rode all the way home. No fender to be found. Now I can't remember when I last saw it. Maybe it fell off a long time ago and I never noticed. Duh? I don't know. It has fallen off once before and I barely realized it. Now I guess it's gone forever. The mounting mechanism is pretty lousy: An expanding plastic plug that sticks in the steering tube above the wheel. If it gets loose, it falls out.

A utility vehicle had driven on the MUP, making a couple of nicely-packed snow tracks for me to use. I passed another cyclist on the MUP as well. He was heading north, and I south. We exchanged greetings.

Then I was almost at my office building, taking the lane for a left turn, and some yutz in an SUV with NH plates pulls out of a hotel parking garage to go the same way as me, right next to me, staring at me the whole time. I just glared at him. Some people have no idea how to deal with bicycles.