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day 328: serainity

While I am more than ready to see some sun and blue skies, I have to confess that there is a certain tranquility to riding in a soft rain.  I love the smell of the damp fields, the quiet windless-ness, the mist hanging over the hills.  Once I get past my initial reluctancy to be out in it, and get warmed up and used to the damp feeling against my skin, it’s a beautiful time to ride.

 

bike, barn, cows ... as always

crossing Bigsby Creek