Well, I must confess, I went around this sign. (Yo no hablo ingles) Rode out on the trails. Was windy and cold for the first couple of hours, then both me and the air started to warm up, and my wind jacket, gloves, and light head cap came off. Today it took effort to push the pace, it did not come naturally as the best rides do. Faster riding equals increased pleasure. Other riders were scarce, I think I saw 4, I rode 62 miles on bicycle trails and saw only a few other riders. Makes me wonder "why" ?? Or where O where, are there not other bikaholics out there? Tomorrow is my road bike and pavement. Always fun to pick up the pace, and going from dirt to pavement always makes the ride feel zippy.