High winds were predicted to show up around lunch time, so if I wanted to get out for a ride, it was time to go. I wasn't going to go far. I didn't want to be out on some lonely road with trees falling all around me (Yeah, it's supposed to be that kind of high winds), so I opted for a quick visit to Cheadle Lake with a meandering return through town.
Cheadle Lake and pretty skies
I see a lot more people with canes and such walking the trail since they paved it. I like that it is more accessible to everyone. Now they just need a restroom that has room for wheelchairs. Since pushing Rachel around in a wheelchair, I've become kind of a snot about these things.
Not all trails are paved.
Took the long way home...well a different route home, I should say. It wasn't really much longer. Old trail along the Santiam.
I got to this spot on the trail and suddenly it sounded like a freight train going by. Leaves started flying...
...and I thought these babies might be coming down. Guess those winds are starting to show themselves.
Rode along a few more residential streets, then across Main Street and head towards home. Nice aerobic workout into a headwind for a mile or so trying to get back to my neighborhood. Seriously happy I didn't have far to go.
Probably about 4 miles.