I had enough. I had to get out. With the high heat we have had forest fire smoke infest our area making things go from kinda shitty to super mega holy fuckballs shitty.
Not only was it hotter than David Hasselhoff's balls when he was probably filming Baywatch episodes out in California. Now he have heavy forest fire smoke to deal with. Whoa baby, life is so grand in these 2020's.
Life really ain't that bad though. You know why? Cause damn you we get to ride bikes!
*cue fireworks
It didn't seem too bad out today smoke wise and am assuming cause it was windy? All the smart people on my phone said don't do it but I did it anyways. I went for a bike ride.
*cue 2nd round of fireworks
It called for an easy paced gravel bike ride and I didn't want to go into gross Edmonton so instead I chose the truck nut capital of Canada. Leduc. It was the usual same old thing except I took an extension loop coming out of the cool park with the T-33 on a pedestal named after some dumb politician and followed the CPR tracks and found the Leduc campground path entrance and I rolled through and back to Telford.
Not a soul on the trails anywhere. It was creepy.
Does that make sense? I'll just post the gps tracks below although Strava doesn't seem to work on here anymore so you are gonna get what you are gonna get.
*cue 3rd round of fireworks
