I rode to work today.
Miss Billie was the only bike in the parking area. Chieftain Rider hasn't been riding either.
The weather was wonderful, but it hasn't been the weather keeping me off the bike. My gear choices kept me "just right."
There was one sort of strange thing about the ride today. It is the first time I've ridden since the deputy who wore the chrome half-helmet died. I found myself looking for him where our paths often crossed. I texted Heather about it when I got to work. Her response, "Sounds like a depressing way to start the day." My response, "Not so much depressing as eerie." It was as if a part of me remembered he was dead, but another part still expected him to be there.
I won't be riding tomorrow. I'm taking the Yaris in first thing in the morning to have a couple of recalls taken care of. Then I will drive to work directly from the dealership.
- 36F/2C and fair for the ride to work.
- 43F/6C with a stunning sliver of a new moon keeping me company for the home ride.