As predicted, doing a quick 32 mile roll on dirt roads really helped the mental condition. I was super busy afterwards, so one pic and some brief words is all I got in me for now.
The pic is above, the brief words: the roads were packed down and fast, I was slow, the Boone was it usual spanky self and the clouds reminding me of the old song by The Orb Little Fluffy Clouds.
Time to chamois up to roll the fatty on what will most likely be damp dirt roads after some storms moved through overnight.
Later.