May. 3rd, 2017
Yes! Roadkill! One gray squirrel at about 2 miles into the route, scraps of fur that I am going to call woodchuck about a quarter mile further on, and a snowshoe hare out in the bog.
Forsythia starting to drop flowers here in town, just starting to blossom out in the wilds, micro-climate at work. Also tulips and daffodils following the same progression.
Windy, temperatures only mid 50s F, but I gathered myself up and got out on the bike. Desperate times, desperate measures, you know the drill.
15.29 miles, 1:14:57