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A rainy, pre-Thanksgiving night ride

Thursday, November 26th, 2009

Last night, I wanted to go for a ride after work. There was hardly anyone in the office, and I left a bit early. This let me get a bit of an earlier start than usual, but I knew it was going to get dark during my ride. It was cool — in the 40s, and windy. So, I brought lights and dressed warmly.

As soon as I got outside, I noticed it was drizzling. I hadn’t counted on rain, but I was dressed warmly enough that I wasn’t too worried.

I rolled away from town, heading for some back roads. I got on Mount Gilead Road and the rain picked up slightly. It wasn’t raining hard, but the roads were wet enough to be rather slick. I rode my brakes down a big hill, and at one point I felt my rear tire slipping a bit. This is the second time this has happened; I think it’s time to get a new tire.

I reached the bottom of the hill and turned onto another road. I stopped by a creek to turn on my headlamp and take a few photos. I wasn’t sure if they’d turn out, as my point & shoot camera does not do too well in low light, but the gamble paid off. Actually, if anything, the photos look too bright.



I cruised for a few flat miles, seeing a few deer along the way. Eventually, I had to ride on State Road 46. By this time, it was getting quite dark, and the rain had picked up. I was glad I had dressed warmly enough, and glad I wore my wind and rain-resistant cycling vest. I had many lights blinking but I was still nervous about this brief section of highway. It was over in a few minutes, with no problems.

I turned onto Friendship Road for a brief section of gravel, and stopped on a bridge over a creek to snap a few more photos. I’ve taken photos here several times before, but of course it looks different when it’s raining and nearly completely dark. My glasses kept getting covered with rain drops, I would wipe them off frequently, but it didn’t seem to help much.








After a brief section of gravel, I turned onto Lampkins Ridge road for a long climb. By this point it was completely dark, and it started raining even harder. The climb seemed very long in the dark. It was hard to tell I was, or how much longer I had to climb. It didn’t help that a dog chased me; I always hate being chased uphill, and since it was dark, I couldn’t tell if the dog had stopped chasing or not.

I made my way back toward town, soon reaching Smith Road. From this point it was only a couple of easy miles home.

This was a surprisingly fun ride, given that it was cold, windy, raining, and dark. I loved it!

Commuting update

Tuesday, November 17th, 2009

Even though I’ve been riding to work every day, I haven’t felt too inclined to write about it, for one simple reason: I easily fell back into the commuting routine. Aside from a little rain the first week, it’s been smooth sailing. However, the past couple of days have been a little more interesting.

Dropped pannier

Yesterday, I arrived at work to find that one of my panniers had fallen off. I wasn’t sure where I lost it, but I needed it, so I turned back. Naturally, I found it only 1/4 mile from my apartment. This meant I rode all the way to work, nearly all the way home, and back to work again, making my ride to work nearly 9 miles, instead of around 3.  This, of course, meant I was late.


This morning, it was in the lower 40s and absolutely pouring outside. I planned for this and brought a dry change of clothes, but it’s still never fun to arrive at work drenched.

I have another camping trip, and some hiking, to write about, but I haven’t been able to find time for that yet.

40s and rain

Monday, October 19th, 2009

Last week, I unwittingly had my first rainy ride in the 40s of the year. I was about halfway through my ride when the rain started. Riding in a chilly rain can be downright miserable, but this time, I enjoyed every moment of it. Fortunately, it didn’t rain too hard, and I was dressed warmly enough.

Sometimes I really enjoy riding in less-than-ideal conditions. The roads were quiet and there’s something beautiful (if ominous) about a drab grey sky contrasting with a colorful landscape. And once the rain started, fog started to roll in, shrouding the hills.










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