Stu and I have been talking on and off about doing a ride to Vacaville while this fall weather is still with us, and I don't think we could have picked a better day than today. It was still a bit chilly when we started off around 9:30, but we hadn't gone 5 miles before I was stripping off the knee- and arm-warmers, and even the vest on the return trip.
We've had no real rainstorms to speak of so far, so the trees still have most of their fall color—the brilliant yellow of the walnut, the orange and red of the Chinese pistache, and the garnet of the ginkos, arrayed against the greens of olive and valley oak. Coming back into Winters along Pleasants Valley Road, the sun slanting into a grove of mature walnut trees made me think of light streaming through a cathedral window, filling the space with gold.
Bonus points: a 36-mile ride banked against tomorrow's highly likely overindulgence in mass quantities of food.
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