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Rain, slippery, green chalk and sticky mud.
In short, no more off road cycling until March.
Panettone from Lidl
Everything starts to die and rot. The nights get longer and darker, the weather wetter and and colder (but not cold enough to be interesting). The mud starts to build up, the puddles stick around longer, leaves block drainage, drivers get even more dopey. November is coming, the worst month of the year. And then on top of everything else people start banging on about **** xmas.
I hate Autumn.
Riding down the steps in the garden sliding on the walnuts that have fallen in the night, sliding around on the carpet of apples in the orchard that means its time to borrow the neighbour's pig to hoover them up. And then remembering what happened last time we tried that.
And generally loving commuting to work through mud and puddles when everyone else is bitching about being stuck on the A34 for an hour. I mean I've been riding my bike in the mud and everything, and no one gets to tell me off!
More riding.. More motivation.. Nice photographs and awesome fungi
A chest infection. Every ****in year.
Making enough blackberry jelly and plum chutney to last until next autumn.
Road biking through russet leaves.
Chill mornings.
Oh and holidays. Lots of holidays. September's great, best month of the year (tied with May). October's fine. November, December and January are awful. February is unbearable. March is the hinterland before life returns in April. I need to get away for two of those months or bad things happen.
At least in December, January and February you can hope for snow.
Best season. Not too hot, not too wet, not too dry, not too [i]nettly[/i]. All these smells! That special watery light you only really get in autumn/early winter. Starting riding in the afternoon, riding through sunset, and ending at night
I suppose I started riding in autumn, it just feels right.
Low Railhead Adhesion.
not too wet,
Lolz.. where do you live?
In the West autumn arrives with the first atlantic low pressure system of September....
The annual Whinlatter hypothermia challenge. Where stevestunts and I pick the coldest wettest saturday of the year for our now quarterly (thanks kids) pedal out.
Feeling cold, but not being able to moan about it. Although it never feels like summer is warm, it actually is, but happens so gradually you don't notice. Then September comes and you suddenly you feel cold because it's only 12 degrees out but it's only September and it's going to get a lot lot worse before it gets better so you better man up and pretend not to notice so you can break out the jackets when the going really gets tough.
On the other hand, toad in the hole.
So it kind of balances out.
molgrips - MemberLolz.. where do you live?
Edinburgh- they call it the athens of the north, because of its mediterranean climate.