Yesterday's combination of snow/ freezing rain/ rain- charmingly known in local parlance as "wintry mix" left giant puddles of slush at every intersection, and this morning a thin film of very slippery ice on everything. I nearly fell twice as I walked to the train in vibram soled boots.
Today I was down at a site on the cape all day- a long day of driving down and back. A highlight was a late lunch at Pain d'Avignon, a cute little cafe' oddly nestled up against the Barnstable airport. I'm a bit of a french bread fanatic, and theirs in the real deal- definitely worth tracking down if you're down there.
I bought an extra loaf for dinner, but didn't really have anything to eat with it, so despite a bit of drizzly rain, I coaxed Gilbert out from the bike shed and set off to the store for some pate', and salad fixings. It's not terribly cold, and the rain was more like heavy mist. Despite taking the short route, which is narrow, heavily trafficked and pothole infested, it was really nice to be on the bike, even for just a mile each way.
I doubt that the riding conditions will get much better in the next days. The rain is supposed to turn to snow tonight, leaving us with an inch of slush, and then Friday we're supposed to get a couple more inches. Blech!
Oh well, I'm glad I got at least a short ride in- now off to dinner and an early bed after a long day. After a couple of days off the bike, a short damp ride is better than no ride at all!
I remember about 3 years ago when I started commuting regularly to work (after breaking my hip!) reading some kind of old bike page that started off something like "imagine it's a cold rainy night, and you decide you want some milk, You happily jump on your bike and bike the mile to the store and get it" It was a meditation on lighting or good raingear or something like that, and google is not bringing it back to me. At the time, I thought, "yeah, right" but now, I'm realizing that that's just exactly what I did, without a second thought.