Weatherman says these are the dog days. Hot and humid with a chance of afternoon pop up showers every day. Hot and humid for this area means highs near 90 and humidity between 65% and 80%. It can get pretty oppressive mid day. Pop up showers means you can be riding along in the sunshine, get poured on for 5 miles, ride back into the sunshine and get poured on again for 5 more miles just up the road. Really hit and miss. Good thing we only get these conditions a couple weeks a year.
Lows in the mid 60's last night meant fog this morning in the valley where I live. Figured I'd ride early and avoid the midday heat and humidity and the showers if possible. Always liked the look of the fog rising over the river so the plan was to head east out to one of my favorite little sitting spots, drink some tea, watch the fog burn off the river by 10 AM, head east some more to one of the more rural counties head up into the hills and then swing back around toward home and be home around noon. Then hibernate in the air conditioning until after dinner when it will be cool enough for another ride.
Early morning fog as promised by the weathermen
believe it or not the river is out there somewhere, just past the vegetation
stopping at the town of Ripley for some tea about 40 miles up river from home, looking east towards West Virginia
Those are not fluffy white clouds behind the bike, but fog in the low lying areas across the river
Thought this was a cool pic, the sun reflecting off my shield (as well as me and the mirrors of the bike). That blazing sun is heating the day up and burning off the fog
Looking east upriver I liked the reflection on the water of the hills of Kentucky on the right southern side of the river, with the town of Ripley, Ohio on the left northern side of the river and how the river disappears in the distance in the fog
a little while later you can see in the mirror, the fog is gone, it's clear and bright and the day is really starting to heat up
One more stop along the river before swinging north, then west back to home. The little town of Manchester Ohio, boyhood home of car racing legend Jack Roush. I don't follow car racing but a friend who does tells me this guy is a pretty big deal in car racing circles. Greatness comes from within and not from the town you are born in it seems.
110 miles today. very pleasurable. The CB is outstanding for rides like this.
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