13 rides, 12 months, 18 states, 1.5 million miles (ok that last one was a little bit of an exaggeration). No snow or hail, but only one ride (the last one), when it didn't rain for significant distances. What's not reflected is how far some of these starting and ending points were to my house- Iron City, for example, was over 2 hours and 120 miles away...one way! (the mileage to the starting point doesn't count)
Since one missed ride means you have to start all over, I really restricted my other riding; the last thing that I wanted to have happen was to have an accident or mechanical failure and miss one.
The one thing that always made me shake my head was how the weather would go from agreeable to disagreeable right as the ride window would open. And of course, right after I completed a ride, the weather (mostly) went back to being nicer.
One ride in particular was really interesting- I started at midnight and the temperature was 72 degrees...in October! Of course, things wouldn't stay that way and the temp kept falling another 10 degrees between legs until finally, in Indianapolis, it was barely 40 and it was time to put the heated gear on! The temperature hovered around 45 the rest of the way.
It was nice to get back to MI and visit my childhood homes and get some cider from Yates cider mill (but it also saddened me to see the cider mill changed so much).
Since one missed ride means you have to start all over, I really restricted my other riding; the last thing that I wanted to have happen was to have an accident or mechanical failure and miss one.
The one thing that always made me shake my head was how the weather would go from agreeable to disagreeable right as the ride window would open. And of course, right after I completed a ride, the weather (mostly) went back to being nicer.
One ride in particular was really interesting- I started at midnight and the temperature was 72 degrees...in October! Of course, things wouldn't stay that way and the temp kept falling another 10 degrees between legs until finally, in Indianapolis, it was barely 40 and it was time to put the heated gear on! The temperature hovered around 45 the rest of the way.
It was nice to get back to MI and visit my childhood homes and get some cider from Yates cider mill (but it also saddened me to see the cider mill changed so much).
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