Saturday ended up being a superb riding day albeit a little humid, I rode my Seven Redsky road bike for 39 brisk miles. A landscaper and his trailer felt it was his civic duty to teach me a lesson in Concord about being on his road. Despite trying to wave him down with 1 finger he was too coward to stop and have a “chat.” Eventually I was barreling down Conant rd in Weston looking forward to taking a left on 117 for the final stretch before home when an errant rock that was washed onto the road got up under my front tire and gave me a pinch flat. 10 minutes later I was back on track and headed home.