The only things that changed from yesterday's ride were the tires and ride quality. Perhaps not too surprisingly there is a radical difference in feel between a ride on old, well worn tires and a ride on brand new, stiff tires. The new tires transmitted much more vibration and road chatter than what I felt yesterday with the old tires. The new tires also did not go flat.
It was too windy to ride but we persevered. Probably we shouldn't have. The wind was a cross wind as we departed from Lake Vadnais and it blew the diminutive BB off her bike. She got a foot down to avoid an actual fall. She has promised to post a complete account over on her Xanga.
The geology guy lives on a farm south of the city. His neighbors are real farmers who actually grow corn as opposed to corn being grown by students and staff of an agricultural experiment station. One of his neighbors has a field which depends upon drainage tile to keep the field a corn field instead of a wetland of some sort. That neighbor says that at this time of year even an inch of rain produces no outrun from the drain tile. The corn absorbs all of the moisture and turns it into corn vegetable matter.As I noted last week, you can hear the corn grow.
The photo also illustrates, perhaps, just how windy it was today in Roseville. It was too windy to ride but we did anyway.
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You and BB are hard core. I would call that too windy to ride.
It wasn't quite so windy during my ride, for which I am very grateful. That looks like some serious wind.
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