Biking - Ride of Silence

Tonight was the annual International Ride of Silence, to memorialize bicyclists who failed to survive a tragic encounter with a motor vehicle. The local ride was in Albany, and visited several local "ghost bikes", placed along the roadsides where local cyclists met their deaths. It was a silent and somber procession, escorted by local police, and stopping to honor some of those who've passed.



Earlier in the day, a break in the constant rain appeared again, so I went back to Central Park for some more disc golf. The great thing is that this activity can be done in any weather, hot or cold, wet or dry, and it's usually easy to squeeze in an hour or so that's not completely miserable. The trees were dripping, and the woods were wet, but it wasn't raining, which is rare for this week.

Since the first 18 holes resulted in a personal best score, and the sky was still fairly unthreatening, I went around again, beating that previous round by a full 6 shots. I think I'm getting the hang of this course - might be almost time to move back to the longer tees.