Flat squirrels, raccoon, skunk, weasel.
Not-roadkill: a flock of turkeys grazing the roadside ditch on Clewleyville Road (7-8 birds, all hens), a prime-looking red fox loping across the road near Copeland Hill.
Temperature climbed into the 50s F and the wind stayed gone, so I pulled on my fuzzy jacket over bike gear and headed upriver. I guess the forecast wind came through last night -- something did, that's for sure. Anyway, walked the bike across that Bridge of the Damned, biked back downriver, and detoured into the hills with a stop at Wife's nature center to admire monarch butterfly chrysalis (chrysalii?) and industrious red squirrels. Thence home, to couch-potato a few football games.
40.33 miles, 3:11:45
Three more miles and I reach 1000 for the year. I was strong -- I didn't circle the neighborhood until the numbers rolled over. Although "rolled over" doesn't apply to this odometer, totally electronic instead of mechanical...
