Summer is here... Almost.

Right before I jumped on the plane to Asia, we cruised our regular Wednesday ride. A fast spin to the trail head, some rolling fireroad, then the dreaded Mustard Road climb. Sweat pouring as we crested the hill, reminding us that Southern California can be hot, but then also remembering that technically its not summer yet.

I might be a little weird, maybe even masochistic, but I actually enjoy the dry hot southern Californian summers. The mountains call with a reminder to carry extra water and ride early if you're not wanting to subject yourself to 100 degree days in the saddle.

There are people who go to sauna's to sweat out the toxins... for me, I just like to pedal.. Maybe a little slower than winter, but I pedal.

 Under the baking sun

Under the baking sun