Indian Summer

In today's politically correct world, I should probably look for another word to describe today.  Sunny, mid 70's - and it's November.  I was blessed to ride 135 miles today through SW Indiana and western Kentucky.  Roads I've ridden before, and some I haven't.  It was a little surreal.  For the most part, it looked like winter.  Trees bare, or at best brown.  The colors of recent rides probably made the scene look more drab than it should, but I've seldom ridden in more pleasant conditions.  I only missed having someone along to share the time with.