Just had a ride and was so lost in the joy of snaking through highway traffic I lost track of where I was and missed my exit, haha. This followed a serious crisis. I'd been planning on a lunchtime ride all day, run a quick errand, perfect. I got on the GS and realized I hadn't put it on the tender. Alas only enough juice for a feeble grunt, not enough to start. I was devastated, mired in negative self-talk, "how could I be so stupid???!!!!". Then a little voice in the back of my head whispered "take the other bike". And all was good.
I went out to Pennsylvania, almost. Actually, it was a rocks throw. Literally. I was on this side of the Delaware River and PA was on the other side. I then rode down the border for a bit and headed back towards home. 200 miles. Good day.
I missed this thread but I was out in NW CT. Went out through Winsted, down through Torrington and end up in Kent. Was gonna grab some beer from Kent Falls brewing but the roads were almost unpassable. It was getting late, and dark, so I headed home before it got too cold for me.