We should form a band called Bikes In Heaven just so we could use this photo for our album cover. Of course there are no bikes in the picture, but they are obviously implied. It would be a prog-metal concept album about biking on the Gainesville-Hawthorne trail. There would be a 13 minute song suite about the solar toilet alone.

So we biked the trail. The first of many cold mornings on the G-H trail. At least I was better prepared than last year. Rode slower than usual, taking a moral victory in just being out there at 8AM in 42 degree weather. After generously lubricating my ass this morning, it was a little less sore than yesterday.

It was cool just dicking around biking down the connector trail that goes all the way from G-H trail to 6th st and checking out the progress on Sakara Sweets.