Winds of change

It is without a doubt one of most sure signs that the end of my outdoor riding season draws near. And at some point over a 24-hour span it happened.


On Monday as I rode past the classic Milwaukee bubbler in Greenfield Park I stopped to take a photo, preparing myself for the inevitable change that would be coming. But little did I know that 24 hours later the change had been made. Good thing I took THIS photo Monday...

There she is in all her glory. I believe they sell T-shirts with a picture like this on them. 


It doesn't get any more classic bubbler than this bad boy.


But by Tuesday's ride to my surprise there it was...


What was once a bubbler for the glorious months of summer had now turned into THIS...

...nothing more than a useless pipe with a snow marker attached to it. That's right, winter now can not be far behind in my book.


As soon as the old bubbler goes from water to red and white stick the end of the riding season is near.


Now, all the snot today from the cold wind (and where was the sun again during this short 20-miles today) might have been a pretty good hint that winter is nearing as well.


Today I rode on the New Berlin Trail just out to Springdale and back. By the time I got there I was sick and tired of hearing the west wind whistling in my ears so I turned around and headed home.


I've taken a new approach on snot as well. Fascinating, I know. Rather than a messy farmer blow or the constant wipe with my gloved hands I have taken to inhaling all of it into my throat and just spitting it out. Seemed to work for me today.


Another new twist as well...
I added a little apple cider to top off my usual mix in a water bottle. It was a nice taste of fall on the ride.

Season Miles: 2,704