First storm of the season

The storm came in on the wheels of the pro's in time trial. Head down doing the speed. Slow to rev up and them the speed is there. 60 MPH for an hour. Wind so strong that the trees were glad to give in to the force. Waves on the bay just pushed over foam. You could see the power of the force in the wind. Pop, the electricity was gone. Just for 2 hours. What a storm and it was. Just one of many for the winter storm season.
I went out the next day for a ride. First ride in 5 days. The last of the loads in our move. We are homeless. Writer wife and me the bike rider. The roads were a mess here and there. The down hills were slow with all the branches, fir cones, and needles from the fir and pine trees. Some areas just thick. Go slow. Work crews out on many of my roads. Fixing power lines, moving tree junk, doing the jobs of cleaning up after a big blow. There I was making my way through it all. Getting the miles I was so far behind on. Still, getting the miles. In the sun it was dry and fast. In the shade of the trees, slow and careful. Doing the hills and feeling the back wheel slip all the way up the long climbs. Hearing the brakes on the way down the the other sides. I stay up right for the fear of not.
This was just the first of more to come. I need to get back on the road and keep the prayer alive. Wet is not so bad. Cold is OK to ride in. It's the wind that holds me back. I need to get over the wind. Here the wind is everyday. Next ride tomorrow.