
If memory serves me correctly, it looked more like this (except even darker and gloomier).

And colder. Without benefit of cloud cover, the overnight minimums have plunged to a wicked 15 degrees Celsius. Which means I have to put a jacket on before setting out, which means I am sweating badly after about 5 minutes in the saddle.
You just can't win. No one has yet invented climate control for the bicycle.
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