Partly Cloudy

We found the cloudy part. And the damp chilly part.

We skipped a club ride scheduled for 9 a.m. Let's start riding at 10 ... scratch that, 10:30. The sky seemed to be growing lighter, but the sun did not begin to break through until we had finished our outing.

At the top of Bernal, our heads turned at the cyclist who blithely rode on through. Perhaps he is authorized to do so. Or perhaps not.

Our heads also turned at a trio of riders on fat-tire electric “bicycles.” Yes, they have two wheels, a chain, and pedals—but I have yet to observe a rider doing anything more than resting his or her feet on them. Perhaps those electrified motorbikes will fall out of fashion, or come to be licensed and regulated. Perhaps their operators will learn that traffic laws apply to them, too.

There was a bit of color to be found in the landscape, and in our cheeks after climbing 1,000 feet over 30 miles. Tomorrow's weather might be better. Or it might not. So, we rode today.