Took the LHT out on what was a New Years Day ride, and incidentally a birthday ride, a meditative spin on a day that started out drizzly and ended foggy. A 3-layer Taiga shell and Polartec fleece over a Portland Cycleware merino wool jersey largely kept the rain out and the damp and heat balanced. Strange weather for the turn of the year.
Headed East, of course, intent on hill climbs and descents.
Got 'em. In the course of the afternoon, what began as drizzle became fog.
And more fog...
The Kurukulla Center's winter lights are back on display. If I had the patience, I'd go study there.
Why is the Mystic River called that?
It's the fog...
Not a bad day, if you didn't melt.
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