keep turning the pedals

I was out the door by 6:00am today. I stopped back for a snack at 8:30. When I got home for good at 2:00pm, this is what my computer read:

I wanted to get a long ride in. I didn't plan for a century, but the weather was cool for the first few hours, and not too miserable after that. I reached a convenience store where I refilled water and ate some ice cream, and figured out that if I headed straight home I would have 76 miles in, or if I put in 12 miles south to Louisburg and back, it would get me to 100 miles. While I had the time, the weather was cooperating, and I felt pretty good, I thought I would go for it. I was sure glad to see home when it was over, but I was also glad to show that I'm not so far off being ready for Colorado next month.

Being on the road so early let me see this:

I saw a balloon floating through the cool morning  air.

I took this picture to show that not all parts of Kansas are flat.

 And I took some pictures of  livestock I passed along the way, but I didn't get one of the donkey that brayed at me so loudly that I was convinced the farmer had an air-horn to blow at passing cyclists.

Notice the shy one hiding behind the tail in the last shot.