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What Season IS It?

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Is it Spring; Fall; or something else?

What season is it? First it got quite warm, into the 80s; and now it’s turned cooler! The wind late this morning felt downright chilly. I was outside eating my lunch; and I had to move so as to get out of the wind.

I had a stiff headwind half the way home; and tonight it’s going down to 57 degrees! Has Fall come back? I’m glad I didn’t pack away the leg warmers yet!

I’m glad it isn’t hurricane season, although that will begin all too soon; and it seems to last only too long! The roster of this year’s tropical storm names is out; and I hope we don’t exhaust the list. We’re all tired of the endless procession of tropical storms; and the devastation that frequently results. Some poor folks can’t recover from one storm before another strikes.

I can believe in climate change when a hurricane develops in May. It didn’t used to be that way. Good grief, Hurricane Betsy was a September storm!

It’s still April; but some days it feels like it’s Summer already. So — what season is it, really? Let’s think of it this way: it’s BICYCLE season! For me, that’s pretty much all year long.

My Season

Sure, it’s hard to get out and ride when the chill factor is below freezing; and all Winter I complain about how miserable it is riding in the cold and wind. I get tired of having to bundle up in multiple layers. My nose drives me crazy in cold weather; and if I had to contend with snow and ice, things would be even harder! I wouldn’t mind living where I’m out of the immediate reach of hurricanes; but that might mean much colder Winters.

It’s quite possible to ride in the snow; and a fat-tire bike can help with that.

Tackle riding on the beach or through the snow!

Sometimes, when I’m out for a ride, someone passes me on a fat-tire bicycle. Those wide tires are a bit noisy on pavement; but if they provide better grip on less-than-firm surfaces, I’m sure they’re worth it.

I don’t have the space to keep a fat-tire bike; snow is very rare here; and I’m nowhere near a beach; so I don’t need a fat-tire bike. But if I ever wind up in, say, Canada, maybe I’ll want one!