Some where out there.

Was thinking about trying to pedal across this creek. It looked about a foot deep and had gravel down for 4 wheelers. Was only in the 30s, so I opted not to cross. Getting wet feet or flopping over this far from home would be too cold.

I need to come back here with the big knobbies and my hardbutt bike. Would be fun riding that here. Rode 62 miles today. 100K. A "dirty century". That is three days in a row now. I knew the return round trip would be a killer, cause on the way out the leaves were flying right along with me due to the wind. The return trip had 25 mph winds pushing against me. At times I was standing on the pedals going 9 mph. My legs are a bit toasted tonight, but that feels good. It feels peaceful inside me when I work out like I did today, outside, countryside, listening to tunes.