Monday I was on my way out the door for a ride when I got a call from my Dad asking if I could go pick something up for him from the auto parts store and bring it by. Once at my parents house I sat around and drank coffee. When I left I decided to go straight home instead of riding any further as the wind was really strong.
Tuesday I took off on Nova’s bike once again riding in the rural and doing some exploring. I’m really liking her new bike.
Wednesday more riding around in the rural and a stop at the casino for a cold beverage and ac.
Thursday I rode in to the big city and to the old abandoned amusement park. I had heard that one of the last remaining buildings/rides, the Whacky Shack dark ride, had recently burned. See my other visits to the abandoned amusement park here. On the way home I did some more exploring.
Friday I put a bike in the back of the truck and hitched a ride with Nova to her workplace in the city. From there I rode across the city to attend the funeral of our friend Erick. I made use of one of my new Vaude panniers, stashing inside a pair of slacks, shoes, socks and a belt to change into when I arrived. I wore the same shirt I rode in which was one of my many quick-dry, button ups. I tucked my shirt in for the first time since the last funeral I attended. Riding home was miserable. 20+ mph wind with 30 mph gusts and 98 degrees with a feels like of 106. At one point out in the wide open on a slight incline of gravel road, I was so fed up with the wind I walked the bike for about a half mile.
