Is blowing in the wind really the answer?

Today was a day that looked, smelled, and felt like spring. A reminder, a poke to the sleeping lion to see if the sleeping world would wake up. But, no, the temperature dropped from 54° to 34° before I got back home. The wind (oh there is always wind this time of year) kept me aware of the road‘s edge as the gusts blew by. It was another great day to ride.