Descending towards the start of the My Nemesis climb
Because we were trying to time things for an afternoon appointment, we got started a little bit on the later side, on the rail trail around 9:30 a.m. We thought that the Park City temperatures were a little warmer than we thought they'd be but the light breeze was nice. We didn't encounter many people on the trails for the first half of the ride; the second half was a little busier, as the local shops' tours made their way into the foothills. I met one couple as I was straining my way up the Sweet Sixteen switchbacks; as I took a wrong line and gutted it out over the rocks, they cheered me on, "You can do it! You look strong!" I'm pretty sure I looked anything but strong - wheezing and coughing and snuffling - but the sentiment was appreciated.
We paused for snacks at our picnic spot, watching several hawks dive-bombing the fields in search of small, furry prey. It wasn't as clear as we like to see it - several Utah wildfires, plus the ones on the West Coast, are filling our skies with smoky haze - but it was still pleasant enough for a summer afternoon.