Restrung my guitar a couple of weeks ago, had not had it out for a long time, I went from a rock band in the 60s to church music in the 90s to not playing at all. I thought I would strum again on my mama visits, it didn't happen, but got me thinking about playing.
Finally picked my first tomatoes from the garden tonight, it's about time, fresh picked really has the zing and the zang.
Started out late, noonish, packed the cyclecross was going to explore the rain damage, and pick up a dirt century. Some parts of this county got 9" Thursday, and 4 more inches last night. The first thing I saw one block from my house was this snapped Electric pole. The issue I have with you driver is not the drinking, it's risking everybody elses life because you are drunk and driving.
Took the back trail to Highway 52, where there was D.O.T. had trucks with flashing lights and road closed signs. I went around and headed to the town of Sageville. Then I ran into this, a newly formed lake where the edge of Sageville used to be. Houses with 7 feet of water in the first floor, and no way to get through.
I went back home and Birgit and I went out and explored. Roads and fields underwater, all over. After the car ride I went back out on my street bike and explored down by the river. Again parks under water, trails under water it is a mess. Rode about 50 miles today. Didn't get my dirt century in.
Tomorrow I am putting on the mud tires on the cyclecross and if I can get around the road blocks I am going to check out the damage, see if I can find a way through, it's a bad mess.