today was the first day of fall here in new england. the temp read 59 as i left the house donning long sleaves, and the sheen of some fresh embrocation. the tropical depression "danny" had dumped some seriouse rain on us last night and this morning, but the roads were now mostly dry...begging to make sweet love to my challenge criterium nerones.i had big ambitions for the ride, but i felt asleep most of the time. it was the dreary quietness of it all. the dark woods and the faint swirl of the wind as it passed through the thick foliage atop the dew slicked roads. more like a dream than anything else. one i would not mind having every night.
the bridge on resevour road was indead out. required a little bit of carbon soled hiking. 
clinton green.
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