Funny thing. I occasionally get a message from a reader asking me what The Early Morning Cyclist is all about.
Well, take this morning, for example. It’s January and by all rights it oughta be freezing cold outside. After all, it sure was last week. But for today, the temps will be unseasonably warm. The birds are singing. A place – not here, but somewhere else – beckons.
This is what The Early Morning Cyclist is all about.
The road beckons. See ya.