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Just because my lunch only takes about 60 seconds to eat nowadays doesn't mean I want to give up my lunch hour. I had to drop something off at the post office but that only takes about 10 minutes, so I figured I'd go riding for a while. I don't get many lunchtime rides of any length, so it was a good break.
I took the GS out on the Hicks loop, figuring it was about the right distance to get me back to the office within the hour. I always enjoy that route and tend to turn it into a bit of a 'speed run'. The smoke from the Uvas fire was heavy, but in a way it really made everything look nice. The higher altitude smoke-clouds made for an oddly filtered light, reminding me a little more of fall weather like I remember from Michigan. I paid for it later, though -- as when I got to the office my eyes were red and I smelled like woodsmoke all over.
( The strange part of the trip involved the cops. )
I took the GS out on the Hicks loop, figuring it was about the right distance to get me back to the office within the hour. I always enjoy that route and tend to turn it into a bit of a 'speed run'. The smoke from the Uvas fire was heavy, but in a way it really made everything look nice. The higher altitude smoke-clouds made for an oddly filtered light, reminding me a little more of fall weather like I remember from Michigan. I paid for it later, though -- as when I got to the office my eyes were red and I smelled like woodsmoke all over.
( The strange part of the trip involved the cops. )
