When I first moved from Ohio to California I was 18 and stupid. But I knew that bicycling across a mountain range at night during a winter storm was less than wise. Apparently I've lost that wisdom.
Got home just before 4 a.m. and was as wet as I've ever been. Fortunately it never dropped much below 50F.
And the Left Coast is sunny - I'm still sunburnt from this past Saturday's century to Stone Brewery in Escondido.
Even we might be blessed with 50F+ temps this week!!