I’m off bike trails and back on rural roads again. Seeing a lot of huge lawns being mowed on riding mowers… oh, right, today is Sunday. The days of the week have become irrelevant. The smell of freshly cut grass reminds me of my first paying jobs when I was twelve, cutting much smaller lawns …
Day 20: It’s Always Coldest Right Before Dawn
Today, that temperature is 38°F (3°C). It’s the coldest morning of this trip. My past self anticipated this and packed electric boot warmers. Thank you, past self. I ride on frontage roads paralleling Interstate 15 for most of the day. There is almost no traffic, which is a nice change of pace. https://youtu.be/sgCIcz_kkpg Mid-afternoon, I …
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