08 September 2007


Cycling into the wind. That's what I've done lately and not only metaphorically. How may hands seem to hold us back as we pedal and pedal and crouch and try to disappear on the road? And the wind still finds us.

It's been blowing like an eternal fan here. Northeast for weeks, dry, lots of sunshine. And still we complain.


Ira F. Stone said...

Thanks for your comment on our weekend ride, Albert. Hope the winds shift to the rear and the weather stays warm for you and your lovely family.

alberto said...

Thank you, Ira. The weather always gives something to talk about, doesn' it? Happy riding!