Upper 30s / low 40s. Crosswind. It's getting darker & darker every week. I went with full leg covering this time, and my heavier-weight long sleeves. No jacket.

There was some old ratty mountain bike lying on its side in the middle of the MUP. I stopped, picked it up, and put it on its kickstand off on the grass next to the MUP. No bodies seen nearby.

Saw a couple of cyclists heading the other way, both regulars. Squirells too numerous to count.