It was dark when I left and not many cars on the road. There were spots of low hanging fog in the park greens that I bike by. I encountered ice this morning for my first time; I knew it was cold but was surprised to see fresh thin ice/frost in with the fallen leaves on the road. I guess it was 33 degrees at the time I rode; still not bad for biking.
I will probably bike tomorrow again and possibly Thursday, but then rain is supposed to return Friday and Saturday, just in time for the Purdue game that Karen and I are attending. Some of bike buddies at work have encouraged me to bike all winter, but I am not sure about that as the roads I take are hilly terrain, especially one such hill that biking down at any speed with ice might not be a good idea; maybe I'll give it a try, though. I will need to get snow bike tires, though.
I finished reading an acquaintance's book today, Henry Watterson and the New South by Daniel Margolies. I think he still has his weblog - Unsullied and Undismayed. I should check it out again sometime; he usually has good posts.
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