It's been called "The Year Without Spring."
Here in New York, people talk--and complain--more than most farmers about the weather. This year, though, they do have reason to complain: Since March, we've had days or weeks when it's been cold and wet punctuated by a day or two of summer-like heat.
Yesterday was one of the few spring-like days we've had, at least temperature-wise. The mild air, though, was humid, probably because of the heavy clouds that covered the area until mid-afternoon, when the sun broke out. Also, we had march-like wind.
So what did I do? I pedaled into that wind--to Connecticut. Yes, I cranked most of the 70 kilometers (43 miles) up to the Nutmeg State into a 30KPH wind. I had to remind myself of that when I arrived, more tired than I'd been on previous rides this year. I thought I'd grown soft over the past couple of weeks, when papers, exams and other end-of-semester duties made me more sedentary than usual.
At the Veterans Memorial in Greenwich, the flowers--and flags--were in full bloom. Unfortunately, my camera wasn't up to the occasion (or I'm the most technologically incompetent person writing a blog today). Fortunately, Arielle was.*
Of course, the ride back was--if you'll pardon the expression--a breeze.
*--I'll be riding more of Dee-Lilah, my new Mercian Vincitore, soon. I have ridden her a couple of times, mainly to test things, but I wanted to save her for the nice weather--and my birthday, for which she is my gift to myself!
Here in New York, people talk--and complain--more than most farmers about the weather. This year, though, they do have reason to complain: Since March, we've had days or weeks when it's been cold and wet punctuated by a day or two of summer-like heat.
Yesterday was one of the few spring-like days we've had, at least temperature-wise. The mild air, though, was humid, probably because of the heavy clouds that covered the area until mid-afternoon, when the sun broke out. Also, we had march-like wind.
So what did I do? I pedaled into that wind--to Connecticut. Yes, I cranked most of the 70 kilometers (43 miles) up to the Nutmeg State into a 30KPH wind. I had to remind myself of that when I arrived, more tired than I'd been on previous rides this year. I thought I'd grown soft over the past couple of weeks, when papers, exams and other end-of-semester duties made me more sedentary than usual.
At the Veterans Memorial in Greenwich, the flowers--and flags--were in full bloom. Unfortunately, my camera wasn't up to the occasion (or I'm the most technologically incompetent person writing a blog today). Fortunately, Arielle was.*
Of course, the ride back was--if you'll pardon the expression--a breeze.
*--I'll be riding more of Dee-Lilah, my new Mercian Vincitore, soon. I have ridden her a couple of times, mainly to test things, but I wanted to save her for the nice weather--and my birthday, for which she is my gift to myself!
Automatic everything digital cameras are a PITA. With film I only ever made a single exposure of anything and it worked, with digital must get a result images I can loose count of the different attempts and only when the image is up on the screen at home can you really tell if you have something half decent... Complicated zoom lenses do not seem to work well towards light sources, get that light behind thee. Don't beat yourself up.
ReplyDeleteColine--Automatic digital devices in general are PITA, at least for me!
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