Another wonderful day cycling. It was a clear, brisk 51 when we started this morning. Gently, rolling hills through beautiful, country farmland. Light breeze rustling through the dried corn stalks. Roosters calling out as we passed. The delightful smells of the morning dew, rich earth, Bengay and Bag Balm. Only worries are potholes and rednecks in pickups.
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