Back in the (road-bike) saddle again this morning. It's pretty mild first thing these days and today was no exception. I set out in my Mules shirt for a cruise down Terry Hershey, hoping that everyone else in West Houston had left town for the long weekend. Sadly it was not to be - the trail was heaving from end to end. It was very pleasant but a bit frustrating, so I decided to ride the Four Park loop (Terry Hershey, George Bush, Cullen and Bear Creek) instead.
This turned out to be a pretty good plan. Once I left George Bush and struck north on Fry road I had the cycling paths more-or-less to myself. With cool temperatures, sunlight dappled by shade trees and birds singing, it almost felt like Autumn. Almost...
Back home, and I get a phone call from Paddy - "It's cooling off, time to ride with the Mules again". He's right, I need to get out to Zube and start taking it a bit more seriously. Not next week though, as Paddy and Dave are both travelling, but I might head out there anyway to remind myself of the routes. And they're never crowded -
