feels like frisco

Barely into September, and when I went out for a ride yesterday morning, I wore a jacket! It was a cool, crisp autumn kind of morning. I love that kind of weather, except for the fact that it's followed by winter. The cool air reminded me of Frisco, CO and the times I've stayed there, before, during or after a Colorado bike tour. Heading out on the bike paths around town, up to Breckenridge, or over to Copper Mountain usually calls for a light jacket for the cool, and possibly rain protection for the afternoon showers that are common at 9,075 feet, surrounded by mountains.

The ride yesterday was pleasant enough, made all the more so by the memories of the cool, crisp air of Frisco.