#330daysofbiking Day 58: rain and red skies
Some days I go out and think – “Today, I need a change of scenery …” Not of barns and cows and thistles – something else. And then I end up along the same (beautiful) road and I am rendered speechless by some incredible sight. As if someone was trying to tell me I was completely foolish for wanting to see anything else. And so it was tonight. A crimson sky after a day of rain.
You would think I’d have learned my lesson already, wouldn’t you?
A lot of rain today. No paddling in the new boat. Had to take the boys into town, stopped to say goodbye to friends heading out of town, took my road bike into the shop (having issues with my front derailleur). Late in the day the rain stopped and I headed out on the Xtracycle, riding till the sun disappeared. Last few miles with lights on in the dark. Soft night air, fireflies. Maybe I learned my lesson this time.