Yesterday's ride home was fantastic. High 80s at the airport but down close to the lake there was a delightful cool breeze wafting off Lake Champlain and keeping the temperature in the low 70s. When I got home I sat outside and drank Staropramen and Dogfish Head 120-Minute.


This morning's ride was nice too. 60F and no wind. I reeled in a couple, passed them, then spotted a guy on an MTB and tried to reel him in. I wasn't having much luck with that, and then he stopped pedaling. I thought, "Heh. He blew up. Now I'll get 'im." But I wasn't reeling him in very fast even when he wasn't pedaling. I stepped it up to 20MPH and finally caught him. The cheating $(@!*# had a motor! It was loud, too. Electric, but really whiny.