Gimme cooler temps and the smell of rain. Wet earth and not dusty dirt beneath the tires, is what I want.
Big puffy clouds not the uniform blue sky, would be nice. Turn those clouds grey and heavy with precipitation.
Fronts sweeping down from Alaska, causing me to reach for more layers. That’s what I want.
Who says summer is the best time for riding? Ha! Temps right around 52 degrees is where it’s at.
Late fall colors of fallen leaves and how they smell, especially when dropped on by rain, is the reminder of life’s cycles and what better way to experience it than by cycling?
Shoulder season, is what it’s called. Not the shoulder on your torso. No.
It’s rain and snow flurries and maybe even sleet. It’s that followed by some patchy sunshine with that one big cloud hanging up there that looks a little ominous, sending thoughts of frozen toes and fingers deep into the folds of your brain.
Hell, yes! Gimme that uncomfortable feeling in my gut.
Now through March/April, the weather in these parts starts actually becoming weather. As some say, it gets raw, the way it does that might have you blowing warm air into your gloved hands.
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