Autumn

09-10-2004, 03:40 PM

You know its coming, faster and faster every day.

It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in the first
fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the bike. The last
official club event of the year. The first ride where your fingers turn numb
and you realize you need to go to the full-finger gloves. The first ride
where your legs are really, really cold, and you realize it's time to get
out the tights. Wearing a wool shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt
with a fleece vest. The first day where you ride to work the entire ride in
the dark -- and all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it
rains hard.

Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low of 41,
the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a little voice in
your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

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09-10-2004, 04:30 PM

Claire Petersky wrote:
> You know its coming, faster and faster every day.
>
> It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in the first
> fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the bike. The last
> official club event of the year. The first ride where your fingers turn numb
> and you realize you need to go to the full-finger gloves. The first ride
> where your legs are really, really cold, and you realize it's time to get
> out the tights. Wearing a wool shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt
> with a fleece vest. The first day where you ride to work the entire ride in
> the dark -- and all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it
> rains hard.
>
> Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low of 41,
> the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a little voice in
> your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

Dang it, Claire, I already want to move to New Mexico and it's only
September! :-D

-km

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09-10-2004, 04:30 PM

Claire Petersky wrote:
> You know its coming, faster and faster every day.
>
> It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in the first
> fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the bike. The last
> official club event of the year. The first ride where your fingers turn numb
> and you realize you need to go to the full-finger gloves. The first ride
> where your legs are really, really cold, and you realize it's time to get
> out the tights. Wearing a wool shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt
> with a fleece vest. The first day where you ride to work the entire ride in
> the dark -- and all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it
> rains hard.
>
> Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low of 41,
> the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a little voice in
> your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

Dang it, Claire, I already want to move to New Mexico and it's only
September! :-D

-km

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09-10-2004, 04:30 PM

Claire Petersky wrote:
> You know its coming, faster and faster every day.
>
> It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in the first
> fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the bike. The last
> official club event of the year. The first ride where your fingers turn numb
> and you realize you need to go to the full-finger gloves. The first ride
> where your legs are really, really cold, and you realize it's time to get
> out the tights. Wearing a wool shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt
> with a fleece vest. The first day where you ride to work the entire ride in
> the dark -- and all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it
> rains hard.
>
> Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low of 41,
> the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a little voice in
> your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

Dang it, Claire, I already want to move to New Mexico and it's only
September! :-D

-km

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the black rose
proud to be owned by a yorkie
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09-10-2004, 04:30 PM

Claire Petersky wrote:
> You know its coming, faster and faster every day.
>
> It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in the first
> fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the bike. The last
> official club event of the year. The first ride where your fingers turn numb
> and you realize you need to go to the full-finger gloves. The first ride
> where your legs are really, really cold, and you realize it's time to get
> out the tights. Wearing a wool shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt
> with a fleece vest. The first day where you ride to work the entire ride in
> the dark -- and all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it
> rains hard.
>
> Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low of 41,
> the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a little voice in
> your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

Dang it, Claire, I already want to move to New Mexico and it's only
September! :-D

-km

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the black rose
proud to be owned by a yorkie
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09-10-2004, 05:10 PM

Claire Petersky wrote:
> You know its coming, faster and faster every day.
>
> It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in
> the first fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the
> bike. The last official club event of the year. The first ride where
> your fingers turn numb and you realize you need to go to the
> full-finger gloves. The first ride where your legs are really, really
> cold, and you realize it's time to get out the tights. Wearing a wool
> shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt with a fleece vest. The
> first day where you ride to work the entire ride in the dark -- and
> all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it rains hard.
>
> Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low
> of 41, the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a
> little voice in your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

We don't get the rain issue often here in San Diego, but on my solo night
mountain bike rides on Wednesdays the light goes on sooner and sooner.
Alas, two nights ago the light was turned on before I left the parking lot.

Bill "then we'll turn the clocks back and then will come knee and arm
warmers and vests and...well, SD still rocks" S.

09-10-2004, 05:10 PM

Claire Petersky wrote:
> You know its coming, faster and faster every day.
>
> It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in
> the first fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the
> bike. The last official club event of the year. The first ride where
> your fingers turn numb and you realize you need to go to the
> full-finger gloves. The first ride where your legs are really, really
> cold, and you realize it's time to get out the tights. Wearing a wool
> shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt with a fleece vest. The
> first day where you ride to work the entire ride in the dark -- and
> all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it rains hard.
>
> Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low
> of 41, the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a
> little voice in your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

We don't get the rain issue often here in San Diego, but on my solo night
mountain bike rides on Wednesdays the light goes on sooner and sooner.
Alas, two nights ago the light was turned on before I left the parking lot.

Bill "then we'll turn the clocks back and then will come knee and arm
warmers and vests and...well, SD still rocks" S.

09-10-2004, 05:10 PM

Claire Petersky wrote:
> You know its coming, faster and faster every day.
>
> It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in
> the first fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the
> bike. The last official club event of the year. The first ride where
> your fingers turn numb and you realize you need to go to the
> full-finger gloves. The first ride where your legs are really, really
> cold, and you realize it's time to get out the tights. Wearing a wool
> shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt with a fleece vest. The
> first day where you ride to work the entire ride in the dark -- and
> all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it rains hard.
>
> Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low
> of 41, the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a
> little voice in your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

We don't get the rain issue often here in San Diego, but on my solo night
mountain bike rides on Wednesdays the light goes on sooner and sooner.
Alas, two nights ago the light was turned on before I left the parking lot.

Bill "then we'll turn the clocks back and then will come knee and arm
warmers and vests and...well, SD still rocks" S.

09-10-2004, 05:10 PM

Claire Petersky wrote:
> You know its coming, faster and faster every day.
>
> It starts by just wearing a light jacket in the morning. Riding in
> the first fall rains. Putting the fenders and lights back on the
> bike. The last official club event of the year. The first ride where
> your fingers turn numb and you realize you need to go to the
> full-finger gloves. The first ride where your legs are really, really
> cold, and you realize it's time to get out the tights. Wearing a wool
> shirt as an outer layer -- then a wool shirt with a fleece vest. The
> first day where you ride to work the entire ride in the dark -- and
> all the way home in the dark, too. Booties on the day it rains hard.
>
> Then it's November. It rains, and rains, and rains. High of 43, low
> of 41, the paper says, day after day. Endless rain, darkness, and a
> little voice in your head says, "Mexico...Mexico...Mexico..."

We don't get the rain issue often here in San Diego, but on my solo night
mountain bike rides on Wednesdays the light goes on sooner and sooner.
Alas, two nights ago the light was turned on before I left the parking lot.

Bill "then we'll turn the clocks back and then will come knee and arm
warmers and vests and...well, SD still rocks" S.

09-11-2004, 02:31 AM

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> Bill "then we'll turn the clocks back and then will come knee and arm
> warmers and vests and...well, SD still rocks" S.

Yes, well. It's supposedly spring and we just had our second coldest day of
the year. Guess who got caught in the hail.

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