Saturday night's all right for biking.

I joined some members of the Western Pennsylvania Wheelmen, a local bike club, for a easy ride around the bucolic town of Cecil, PA. I saw cows, I saw geese, I saw a loose dog that chased my rear wheel. Fortunately my sprint was better than his. The weather was supposed to be in the upper 60s. I think it probably reached maybe 62, and then it started raining shortly after we finished. Still better than tonight's gusting wind and driving snow, I admit.