Last night was almost too warm for the heater. Strong enough winds were blowing forcing open the sky light such that I could only crack it open. Not enough exhaust air escaped. I awoke around 3:30 all but sweating. Just b4 the CO alarm went off. I opened the door and turned on the fan on high to purge the air. Seemed to have worked and I went went back to sleep. I slept in a bit.
Cloudy skies wanting to dump. I checked the radar images which revealed nothing up wind. Clear weather and I go for a ride. Around 40 degrees. I added long finger summer gloves, knee warmers, and a wool long underwear top. Windy. I dropped into Dry Gulch where the wind didn’t hit me full on. I rode up canyon and exited on Snakeskin climbing out of canyon back into wind. I rode down Sugar Loaf which is some places was a rocky tread to finally brakeless flow thru the sage. As I rounded the last corner b4 my van I saw a car w/ a bike on top beside my van. A guy sees me and immediately asks me about my ticker. Huh? Have I met you somewhere and I forgot? How does he know about my ticker which he clarified as heart. Dave is his name and he reads my blog, we never met. 48 years old. At 42 he had a heart attack. He now rides to take care of himself. We chatted for a short while while outside. I shut off the heat b4 I left for my ride. I was so cold I needed to get warm. I turned on the heater. I was bone chilled.
The route I rode was described to me by Mike as his night ride. I wanted to ride it in day light in case I rode it w/ lights. After 1 lap I decided that I had ridden enough for the day.
I drove into Twin for propane and a shower. 3.6 gallons of propane, 5.6 is full. I would have run out about breakfast time tomorrow. Or earlier. 40 degrees w/ bitter wind. Chilly. My shower quest turned up only Golds gym requiring $10 day pass. I chose to live in my unwashed skin.
I stopped @ Epic Bikes. Jack greeted me. Dave works here part time. We were the only 2 in the shop. We sat and chatted. The shop displayed several classic bicycles. The oldest was a 1882 high wheel bike. He said they were made from 1870 to 1890 and cost $101 back then and only wealthy people were able to afford one. However, riding it was a dangerous effort resulting in frequent crashes. he said that bikes were given up by the owners because of injuries.
Back out @ TH for the night. A rider w/ a light rode past my van. Moon past 1/2 full. 32 degrees is chilly.
The clouds lifted a bit allowing me to see up towards Hailey. I saw white mountains. Snow. Tomorrow I drive up into it.