Good News: The calendar assured me it was Spring.
Bad News: The weather gods apparently feel unbound by the calendar humans took millennia to perfect.
Good News: The sun was brightly shining.
Bad News: It was 27 degrees, wind chill 17 degrees.
Good News: The group stayed together, no one flew off the front or dropped off the back. Everyone maintained the same moderate pace. Everyone liked the route; no one got lost. The group was highly compatible with no interpersonal tension at all.
Bad News: The group consisted on only me as no one else showed up.
Good News: Traffic was very light, nonexistent even.
Bad News: Lack of intimidating traffic allowed a pack of wolves to begin shadowing me sensing an easy meal.
Good News: A large, ferocious bear scared the wolves away.
Bad News: The bear began to follow me.
Good News: I was on a bicycle, the bear was on foot.
Bad News: Bears can outrun bicycles.
My memory is fuzzy (pun intended) from this point until I got back to Bryan Park covered in blood with a 3 inch bear claw embedded in my helmet and a chunk of furry bear hide jammed in my rear sprocket.
Hopefully the weather will be warmer next Thursday and the group a bit larger. I’ll bring bear spray along with the route map.