Beauty with a warning...

 

Another absolutely fabulous day for yet another little ride to Prince Edward County, perhaps the last of the season. It turned out to be a bit cooler today than yesterday but the temperature was above 10 degrees C when Ron and I headed west toward highway 33 and the shore of Lake Ontario. The morning's long fall shadows stretched across the tree lined road; shadow broken with flashes of bright sunshine. This beauty comes with a word of warning...I realized that the strobe like effect of riding through the light and shadow were slightly hypnotic and I found myself in "lala" land. Take care, you might have to consciously work at staying alert riding through autumn's beauty. I love the sky above the lake and today the clouds looked like great grey geese with wings outstretched in flight. The crisp, cool air seemed apple scented as we neared 'the County' known for its luscious orchards and vineyards. I could smell smoke, not the smoke of summer's campfires but the smoke of comfortable home fires burning. We stopped for a wonderful, fresh from the garden lunch at the Tall Poppy Cafe in Wellington and then turned to go our separate ways. The maple canopies today were spectacular. I'm sure that even the sun was jealous of their blaze of colour. 423 km this weekend. I am glad that I had Alpine Star lined Gloves to keep fingers toasty warm.

And At The End Of The Road There Was Turkey ...

It was another spectacular Sunday exploding with glorious autumn colours - a terrific day for a ride, and it's Thanksgiving, so, at the end of the road there was turkey. I ask you again, "Could life get any better?"
Today I went riding with 'the boys.' Really, I'm lucky they let me, like the proverbial little sister, tag along. Being the tail of the trio, behind two former racers, of course they dusted me on all of the corners like I knew they would. Both Ron and Ken are former racers and though they may not fit into the racing suits from their twenties (really, like who does?), they both still have what it takes and there was no way I was going to keep up on the serpentine north country roads - but it didn't matter, at least not to me. Riding behind the two of them I got to enjoy the graceful, two wheeled ballet ahead of me and hey, I knew what direction we were going so I was confident I'd catch up sooner or later. Like I tell them, I don't go fast but I go the distance!