Another Morning in Cycling Paradise

We walked the cat and drank our coffee, talking about the day, and organizing our schedule. First would be a bike ride. We aren't water skiing today, and we need to burn off some energy before tackling chores and projects. It is a typical July morning. At dawn there is almost no wind, it is 80 degrees, and the dewpoint is in the lower 70s. Warm and humid, but considering the heat wave and drought in much of the rest of the country, easy to live with. Our high today will be in the low 90s, not the baking triple digits of so many places in the West and Midwest.

We ambled through our 1 mile warm up stretch to our starting point. From there we headed out on our loop ride, Al setting a brisk pace. We stopped briefly to feed the scrub jays and chat with another bike guy.

On a day like today, it is hard to deny the advantages of living and biking in rural Florida. At around 7:00, rush hour in the civilized world, I stopped and took a couple of pictures. Just to remind myself what a cycling paradise this area is.

Rush hour on one of our country roads.

Rush hour on a little used back road.

After the Rains, Plants Grow and Grow and Grow

We are back to typical summer weather. When we left on our morning ride, the sun was barely up. The air temperature was 73 degrees. The dewpoint was 73 degrees. The humidity? 100 per cent. Only light clouds in the sky. Your basic Florida summer morning. Today's high temperature will be in the low to mid 90s. By late afternoon (around 4:00) there will be rain, but it will end by 6:00. We joke about it. Why check the weather forecast? It is always the same.


We rode one of our local loops. Wildflowers are out after all the rain we've had. I mentioned it to someone who only sees the area from her car. "Wildflowers?" she said. "What wildflowers?" Ah the things people who don't ride a bike miss. The roadsides are green and flourishing, the ditches and low areas are awash with water, and wildflowers are plentiful. We rode past an area that burned this spring. It too was green, growing, and lush.

Bright blue scrub wildflowers

Common tickseed

Fine-leaved white-top sedge ("star-rush")

Wildfire area, April 2012

Wildfire area, July 2012

But no morning ride is complete without a cute critter. A small turtle was less than pleased at our attention to his progress across the road.

A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood (After the Tropical Storm)

I'm sure the weather people have a simple explanation, but the day after a tropical storm or hurricane is always a fabulous summer Florida day. Perfect blue sky. Low humidity (for Florida). Everything green and thriving.

It was 75 degrees but the dewpoint was a lovely 63 degrees when we headed out. The sun, though, was bright due to the complete lack of cloud cover. The sun makes it feel about 15 degrees warmer than the thermometer tells you it is.

We were eager to burn off pent up energy. It had been a week of rain, more rain, wind, and more wind. No complaints as we really needed the rain. Our lake went from a record low to last summer's level in one week. It was the lack of tropical systems coming through our state last year that put us into drought.

And so we set out on our local loop. By the time we warmed up in about a mile, we agreed to go hard and not worry about blowing up. After all, we'd be home in under 2 hours. It was fabulous after days of inactivity. We just did the loop as fast as we could (with two very short stops to feed the scrub jays, of course.) It was sprint after sprint. And it was no surprise when we finished to find that we had done it in the fastest average speed we'd ever recorded for a ride. Ever. Anywhere.

Can't beat that.

Tropical Storm Debby

A small tornado crosses a pasture in Venus, Florida

We needed the rain. In fact, we need lots more rain. Tropical Storm Debby is moving at a slow crawl toward Florida's NW coast and the Florida Panhandle and is predicted to continue this slow pace across the state's northern counties. We've already seen a 4.5 inch rise in our lake level here, several hundred miles SE of the storm. That is a fair increase for a 3800 acre lake. That brings our lake level up to just over last spring's low point. (The lowest lake levels are normally in about April as we get very little rain in the cool weather months--hence our moniker, the Sunshine State.) It is raining as I type this, and the rain should continue for several more days. The main issue with rain from a tropical storm is the increased danger of severe weather, that is wind bursts and small tornadoes. That happened yesterday in fact. A small tornado ripped through the Venus area just south of us. The same storm hopped over us and the lake, then tore into a bunch of homes on the north end of our lake. Now these are very small tornadoes by the standards of the Midwest, Tornado Alley, or other such spots up north. But yesterday's storm did leave a woman in Venus dead and her young child seriously injured.

But this is a blog about bicycling, so the effect of Tropical Storm Debby is frustration, increasing boredom, and way too much time on our hands. All I can say is we will have very clean and shiny bikes on our next ride. Not to mention tidy gear bins, etc. (This sucks...)

Our Big, Big Yard Birds

The heat index is in the low 70s. But it is only in the high 70s temperature-wise. So it may be humid, but it's not a hot and humid morning. There are few clouds when we head out, but the clouds will build steadily. More rain should come this afternoon.

Al wasn't in the mood for me dilly-dallying with my camera. He set a fast pace from the start, and I was fairly certain he would leave me by the side of the road if I dawdled. So I didn't. We got some stares from the early morning exercise walkers as we sped down the main road of our community, down low on the drops and in perfect cadence with each other. We were home in record time.

In our last mile we came upon a bunch of sand hill cranes that have taken to hanging out in our immediate neighborhood. I love sand hill cranes. They are ridiculous birds that announce their presence with very, very loud unmelodious squawking. They are always with their mate and, at this time of year, there are also one or two   of their current brood, now almost grown, with them. These are to the bird world what teenagers are to many families. Loved despite being outrageously loud and awkward.

On its knees on a lawn.

One legged pose.

A pair settled down on a lawn.

Once home a check of the kitchen showed us to be down to a handful of nuts and berries. Time to head into town to hunt and gather at the local grocery store.

Beat the Rain Ride

The temperature was no warmer that our last ride, but the dew point had moved into the 70s. It was humid. Not as humid as it will be later in the summer, but it was definitely going to be a sweaty ride.

The sky was threatening. The wind was gusting around 23-25 mph. We checked radar before heading out. A large area of rain was coming at us from the south. Bands of rain were stretched across south Florida. It seemed there was a 50-50 chance we could get in a ride without getting too wet.

Half-way through the ride we thought we were out of luck. It began to spit raindrops, the wind making the raindrops feel like fairy water bullets. But our luck held and the sputtering rain stopped. We made it home dry and happy. Another bike day snatched from the weather goblins. (OK, so I've been reading a lot of urban fantasy lately...)

Beat the Heat Ride 2

We had coffee before dawn while we walked the cat. The wind was already blowing from the northeast. The lake would be choppy. Not to mention that every family that owned a boat would be out playing in it on Father's Day. The lake being worthless for water skiing, we are off biking.

The neighborhood was quiet at dawn. Our 94 year old neighbor chugged down the road on his brisk morning walk. A dog walker strained to contain a rottweiler, a lab, a chihuahua, and a dachshund. Only the dachshund snapped and barked and struggled to chase us, straining frantically on his leash and earning a laugh from us and the dog walker.

The dewpoint is in the mid 60s making our ride quite comfortable for summer. There are supposed to be clouds by midday, but right now there is nothing but blue sky from horizon to horizon.

Couldn't ask for a better day for a ride!