Sometimes the need for the endorphins out weighs all other rational thought and you find yourself on a warm sunny Sunday afternoon pedaling up Glendora Mountain Road. I hit the sweet spot of the afternoon. Warm on the way up. I stopped at the first saddle. I noticed other cyclists headed down bundled up like skiers. It was surprising the chill in the air on the way down.
Be aware of the stick on the road as it moves. On Big Dalton Road at 3:00 pm Saturday afternoon just before the yellow gate, Tom cycled past a three foot triangular headed snake with 1.5 - 2 inch tail. That's 8-10 segments of rattles. Adult hood. He rustled up a branch to move the snake off the road, but the branch was not long enough. The snake moved towards his bike then up over the edge of the road by the guard rail.