I was a little late getting out of the house this morning. The dogs seemed dangerously underpetted and Mr. Poe was in a vastly better mood than last night. I guess sleep will do that. I headed off Corbett to Portola to Woodside to Dewey to Taravel and down to the coast. I came down the Great Highway and stopped a little south of Sloat for pics of the beach and the unsettled weather:
I continued on the Great Highway to Skyline to Lake Merced to Winston to Moncada to Urbano to Pico to Ashton to De Montefort to Lee to Ocean to Phelan to Judson where it started raining on me to Foerster to Monterey to Diamond to Wilder to Arlington to Randall to San Jose to Duncan to Valencia where it started raining on me again to Market and into work. I can report that my new commuter backpack has excellent waterproofing. I can also report that I hate riding in the fucking rain.







































































































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