"Good morning!" we cheered in unison at the approaching cyclist as he passed us on our way around Paradise on New Year's Day.
The sun was shining, the air was warm and (for a spare-the-air day) relatively clear, and our third layers weren't necessary. We'd been riding for a few hours, enjoying a coffee stop and some catching up and just the whole day.
"Actually, I think it might be afternoon now," I said to the others.
Having so much fun we lose track of time. Cheers to 2014. May it bring a lot more of those days, on and off the bike.