Friday ride. I have a fondness for clouds and weather patterns are quite variable. I needed to stop and take photos along the way. The following photo is looking down Little Dalton from below the shed.
It was a day to ride out of the fog and into the sun.
Clouds you could walk on, if you had wings.
Here's a zoom across second saddle as Joan attacks the final climb home.
After climbing the hill myself, I stopped at mile marker 7.0 where the stone wall is in disrepair. Click on this pano to get the full view of the clouds.