nathand

I lived in Switzerland for a year, and one day I picked a climb that would take me most of the day, figuring I'd enjoy the descent at the end. Took me a little longer than I expected, though, and as the sun went down it got cold. Not really cold, it was early fall, but too cold for me to maintain control of the bike without shivering especially since I was covered in sweat from the climb, and I hadn't brought layers. I took a train back down the mountain and home. Kind of embarrassing, I had been looking forward to the descent all day and then couldn't do it when I had the chance.