rawhide melt on rye

i got hided today ... rawhided that is. fixey bliss ride up to the rawhide power plant (perd'ner the wyoming border - i tell ya what). the wind was all wrong, and i had to bust it into a headwind coming back south. winds on the front range are so weird. i don't even think about it before rides anymore - not like other parts (lincoln) where you chose a route based on it. it all comes around by the time you get home (usually). 3 hours all told. felt yesterdays adventure in the legs fer shure. no random rants to report today, even though i had some stuff on my mind. lets just say that a certain bit of anticipation was fueling me today, and in the end it sorta worked out.

this is just flat out f'ing scary.