Cross bikes chosen. Mother Nature's loaned out Summer for 9 months again. Cold. Sleeves. Layers. Sky looking to cash in those clouds it's been holding onto all morning. Take it easy. Road. Spin. Talk. Catch up. Smile. Climb. Decend. Drop into woods. Weather imminent. Take shelter in Corn field like a scene in oh so many films. Colder. Seasame Snaps. Tea beckons. Home. Best ride of my life.