Friday, November 2, 2012

The Soup

It is really fall here and the winds have turned. In Seattle that means rain. It has been wet outside for most of the last two weeks. For me that means a lot of soggy rides to and from work. It also means that my summer tail wind on the way home has vanished.

In its place is a wicked breeze blowing from the south. On nights when it is raining it feels like riding through soup. I can't complain much though. I love to ride in any weather. Rain and wind won't stop me. Dark nights won't stop me. Cars and trucks won't stop me. It feels good to know you can ride through anything.