Winter pauses and gives Spring a test day - blustery with the promise of warmth. I ride with two friends along the banks of a canal on smooth quiet blacktop.
Still water, with a wind ruffled top, mirrors the brown ochre of the towpath mud and post winter trees. The morning sunlight glows gold, reminiscent of the start of an adventure.
I think I am riding this course for the first time then I climb the one hill and my legs remember the ride before that took place in the full bright green of Summer. The same route rendered in a different palette enhancing the memory of miles long gone.
We return, passing an old barn with a new roof, preparing for the seasons that start anew.