Cold. Fog. Cold. Fog. Fog. Cold.
It should be said that I’m a wuss when it comes to cold weather. What else would you expect from a Californian? I’m not even sure what the low was yesterday as I followed Kurt around the low foothills, but I do know it was too cold for fingerless gloves. There was a certain point where normal considerations went out the window and I wanted the climb up Serrano Parkway to continue indefinitely-say what you want about climbing, but at least it keeps you warm.
I’m thawed out now and hope to be out again tomorrow.
Sera
Kurt
Michael
#1 by Andrew Simone on January 10, 2011 - 1:58 pm
I have been riding the in the twenties all last week.
#2 by Michael on January 10, 2011 - 5:40 pm
Yeah, not that cold here. But it never is. I think it was probably 42 – but I was wearing shorts.