I cannot believe that it is 19 December. The temperature was in the mid forties and the sun was out. I took the opportunity to get in what I suspect to be the last day of mountain biking this year.
I went to Sylvan Island, which is a fun place to ride. It is not great for distance but where else are your obstacles chunks of foundation, bricks, random chunks of steel, and the occasional piece of broken glass.
My intent was to get some great photos of Sylvan Island or at least great for a lousy photographer like me. I stopped to get a photo next to a random concrete wall with some graffiti. I was somewhat annoyed by the fact that my battery was about to die and the sun was so bright that I could not get a decent picture of my Giant. Then it occurred to me, 19 December and the sun was so bright that I could not take a picture of my bike! How could I not love my life.
Though I didn't get the pictures I was hoping for, I don't think I could have taken a better one than this.