Warm and just a little breezy tonight. Lots of squirrel road kill for some reason and no vultures.
And in an instant my passed-em : passed-me ratio goes down the crapper.
JB caught me at the Upper Ranch and said he was on schedule for a sub-40 so he didn't slow down to talk; turned out he didn't quite do it though.
The unmistakeable signs of the end of the Wednesday night riding season are getting harder to ignore.
That boot I put on my rear tire last month finally failed so I mounted up a new tire that I've had ready for a long time. Helps to buy tires when you don't need them and can shop around.
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