This morning my friend Andrew and I got up early to do a quick ride on a local favorite, Marshall Mesa.  It was foggy and cold, and looked like pretty crappy weather to go riding in.  However, not 3 mins into our ride I asked "Where'd all the fog go?" and looked over my shoulder to see we had just ridden over the top of it.  We spent the rest of the morning before work riding in perfect sunshine while boulder was blanketed in a sleepy fog.  I sure love this town!

As always, you can see this ride and others if you follow me on strava 🙂