So yeah, we're about 100' from the beach/Gulf, yet yesterday, another adventure was planned. Going to the same beach over and over is a bit boring, so a plan was hatched, and another beach was chosen.
Beauty part? I could kill two birds with one stone.
The Boss agreed to give me a headstart, and we'd meet at the chosen strip of sand.
I aired up, and was gone...
60 kms on the CX bike, in the wind, was a good time.
Note to self: Next time, bring the road bike.
Locked the Salsa to the rack, and the rest of the afternoon was spent getting beaten in the surf by small children.
A short walk around the little oyster/shrimping town nearby, and then back to the house. It was a long-ish day.
Still beats anything remotely related to being at home...
I'ma go ride now...