The wind was nasty, nasty but the temps were perfect. hovering around 8C (46F) means you can pedal your heart out and not get wasted, while still being able to don shorts.
I threw my bike in the canal 3 different times to wash the mud (read: tar) off of it. 3 different times, I could not transmit physical effort on the bike to forward motion. It was the stickiest stuff I've ever ridden in. It was also a great time. Almost makes a 1hr lunch ride epic.
Here are the pics.
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