Sunday no-roadkill report

I didn't expect any roadkill -- today's route took me across town to the airport, through the closest thing we have to "urban" around here. However, since we post "Moose Crossing" signs within the city limits and I've seen otters in the stream alongside one part of the road, you never know...

Temperatures in the mid-40s F (7 C) and a wind around ten mph, but the sun was shining and I wanted out. A bit chilly, wore my ski pants and top, but I figure that if I can go skiing with temperatures around zero and a stiff wind, I can bike in this weather. That's part of being a Real Man. Or a Real Fool, take your choice. Anyway, this route provides considerably more hill than the other, as well as clear shots for the wind. Hence, the slower time.

Added words to SIGNATURES this morning, about halfway through Chapter XXII. The Evil Overlord just offered Fat Wizard a fresh-brewed mug of Sumatran coffee. Should he take it?

15.16 miles, 1:11:55