Sadly, two weeks had gone by without my getting on the bike since the Ride for the Roses.
This morning in Seacoast New Hampshire, however, it was an unseasonably warm 62 degrees at 7:50 a.m., so I took a 25-mile ride from my home over along the coast and back. The fall foliage has peaked, but it was still stunningly beautiful. The waves rolling in along the ocean front seemed more serene than ever. The air was crisp, and the temperature, my ideal.
This was the kind of morning to savor, to make you wish you could stop time and ride along in that moment forever. What a day!
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