It's becoming our morning tradition. K and I sprint up the hill to see the sunrise. Some days it's glorious, like a rain of fire from the sky. Regardless of the sky show, I'm happy to be out on the trails with my K.
Here's a short clip of video (9 seconds) from a ridge where I rode today. I literally couldn't ride my bike or even stand still because the wind buffeted me with such force. The camera wobbling is despite me trying my best to hold it still. Be sure to turn the audio on so that you can hear the fierce gusts.
In the evenings, just after sunset, the wind often takes a short rest and the world seems peaceful again. There is no way that I would be able to convince K to stand on this boulder if the wind were howling.
I may take a short break from blogging so please don't worry if this blog is quiet. Just in case, Happy Thanksgiving to all of you.