One is the lonliest....

Maybe it was the heavy rain and hail earlier in the afternoon...
Maybe it was the fact that I forgot to send out the group email until the day of the ride...
Maybe it was because it was 40 degrees out...
Maybe I just have no friends and chronic halitosis...

Probably a combination of all of these, but I was the only one to show for last nights ride.  Since I was there, I decided to ride anyway and I have to say it was a bit spooky.  I have always had a very active imagination and there are times when it really doesn't do me any good.  Like being in the woods alone on a cold October night with a full moon with intermittent mini snow squalls.  I tend to get skittish when I find myself in those circumstances and last night was no exception. 

I'm not saying that I didn't enjoy myself because after all, I was riding my bicycle, and that should be enough.  Also, I decided to test out my double light setup (bars and helmet) which was enough to sear the retinas of even the most determined sasquatch that was stalking me.  I even managed to snap a photo of one who tried to sneak up on me while I was riding the new section of mighty chicken.

Next week will probably be our last regularly scheduled ride of the season and we'll be at Bear Brook and I really hope I am not alone there because it's much scarier at night than Franklin Falls.