Cati and I met this evening for a casual, chatty ride at Downingtown. I battled with a bee circling my head (seemingly for miles) and prayed the fucker wasn't doing some tricky bee dance to summon all his bee buddies...last summer there were some nasty, nasty encounters with ground nests. Thanks to some extra-greasy roots on the little off-camber traverse, my right ankle got up close & personal with two mean rocks...oops. Bzzzzzzzzzz...keep moving. Other than the incessant buzzing, I really enjoyed the woods tonight.