The return of the evening session

For the past week or so Lake Ontario's the only body of water I've seen---yeah, beautiful, and yes it has waves, and I bet some people even surf it, but not me.

Back home at last, I had an evening session tonight, the first time since last summer...ah, an evening session. A sunset session, in fact. It wasn't until evening that the first rays of sunshine appeared today...and then the water was glassy and the sunset was lovely (marred only by the condo on 96th Street that has increased in size alarmingly since the summer and now obstructs the setting sun).

I felt fat and out of shape and out of practice, plus I'm still fighting the remnants of a cold, but I still managed some rides and God it felt good.

Sunset sessions were pretty much all I had my first year, but for a long time I've been getting out in the morning when winds are generally better, and I had almost forgotten how lovely a sunset session can be. I stayed out until 8:30 when it got too gloamy to really see the waves coming in.