season change

I've moved from the start of heatwave to the start of winter. It's that middle season where Autumn (or should I call it Fall, being where I am?) is still lingering but there is snow on the ground in the hills and the ski-hills are open. It's cold, but not too cold to ride bikes.

At least I am still wearing shorts.

Mostly a rest day to get over the flights. Had a ride along the Seymour River to stretch the legs and then once Carl came home we went and rode CBC - one of the all time classics - with a light covering of snow (later we found out it was closed). Here's 3 minutes of video (not mine) of the hour of trail.

I survived, body and pride intact.