It looked so promising! No hint of moisture on the ground, and, looking up at Skyline from the kitchen window, no fog!

But more about that shortly. We finally had someone besides just myself and Kevin, as Todd came out to keep Kevin company up Kings. I didn’t even try to keep up; halfway through the park and I was off the back.

Skyline was nice and dry, but as soon as we headed west on 84, towards West Old LaHonda, we were back to the wet roads and fog that have plagued nearly every ride so far this spring. Eventually this too shall pass. Right? Please?