Although one of my New Year's "goals" was to ride Blue at least once a week even in winter, I'm afraid I haven't done it. The night after Mandy died, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and rode in the dark. That's the last time I'd been on Blue until today.
I've intended to ride for the last couple of days, but Cliff and I were doing odd jobs; and I have less than an hour from the time Cliff goes to work until the granddaughters arrive from school, which isn't much of a ride. And in winter, there's not a lot of daylight left when the girls leave for the night.
Today I made it a priority to ride. Blue did great, although when the awful wind gusts blew stuff like plastic bags around, he startled a time or two.
I always feel better after a long ride through the countryside.