To be fair it was one of the few times I actually recognized pieces of the landscape on a coastal ride through Maine.
Before Thanksgiving I made the trek to visit with Wayward, and we got some riding in as per usual. Our mountain bike ride was cold and more adventurous than we’d hoped, and all I really mean by that is that the one trail I was hell bent on riding was the one that was completely covered in leaves and impassible. We didn’t really get lost, but the serpentine nature of the trail made it so we had a number of different avenues to pursue.
The road ride was great, and we made the most of a warm, sunny autumn day. We started at a feverish pace then settled slightly and rolled along for three hours. It was the best ride I’ve had in a while and with all of the drama around cyclocross this season it was a welcome break. It also reminded me that I have some good form although decent cross results never came to pass.
The holidays are always a tough time to stay active, but I intend on getting some more rides before we’re fully into snow mode. And I will absolutely do the Hampsten this year- possibly GRW style.