It's Like Riding a Bike

I just finished biking up Independence Pass towards Leadville, CO. Half-way up the mountain a storm rolled in and changed the tenor of things. Hot and grinding became windy and cold in a matter of moments. I can't remember having more fun. Everything went cool and reminded me of how much being outside changes ones impression of everything. I did manage to work on some design ideas on the way up but down was totally involved with avoiding a huge wipeout on the way down. Don't really think I've used to word wipeout in a while. Anyway, getting back on a bike consistently has really been great, even when your soaked, tired, freezing from wind, and alone. I biked a bit in New Orleans and think I understand the place better as a result. Go see the levy, the trees, and whatever else there is to see. Entertain your senses, they give back.