It feel like an eternity since I've had any saddle time. Tonight as I spun through Shawnee Mission Park it was more like windshield time. I thought the imminent rain was upon me but in fact it was thousands of bugs, hitting me like rain as I zoomed down the trail. Thankfully I was dawning glasses and realized after the first bite of natural flying protein, to keep my mouth shut and nose breath for the rest of the ride. Storms are coming; tornado's and lighting and thunder. This is indeed Kansas. We aren't in Oz anymore...and my ride was a good one, alone in the woods just taking it all in...
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