My shirt matches the sky!
It was just a great day to ride. The sun was warm and the wind nearly non-existent; there was hardly anyone out on the trails. I had a strong climb up My Nemesis and H got applauded by two hikers when he rode to the top of Pladsden (a/k/a Hammerhead) Hill. I happily rode the new-to-me section of trail instead of taking the bike path and, as I neared the top of the Staircase, had just enough breath to gasp out, "Behind you!" to the guy walking his bike up this hill. He jumped out of the way and I pedaled past, gratified to have actually passed someone on a hill for once.
We stopped at our picnic spot en route to Guardsman Pass and it was extremely pleasant: still sunny, still no wind. The aspens are all but past now, with just a few patches of gold yet blazing from the surrounding hillsides. We drank our beers and ate our snacks and soaked up the sun. Who knows how many more days like this we'll get before winter decides to settle in!