Smackdown was dry, at least it wasn't precipitating. But it was so hot and humid that we were all just as wet at the end of the ride yesterday as we were last week.
It was a legit B ride. Could have been faster but was a nice sized group and still fast and hard but possible not impossible.
Foot seems to be improving slowly. We'll see what the doc says tomorrow.
Somehow got on this documentary. There's a close captions for the irish language spoken in it. Dennis Cahill had an important influence on my appreciation and perspective of traditional Irish music esp mostly because he was inseparable from Martin Hayes.
And Martin's fiddle playing was key. He taught my sister a bit of how to play the irish fiddle, and just his style influenced me. and my incredibly infrequent playing.
Funny thing, this morning I was riding in and heard someone trying to sing scales for practice in the neighborhood... and then somehow that triggered all the years of that for me and i found my key and sang a few scales... while riding.
It is an amazing documentary, the music is fucking amazing. so, fucking good.
But then there was an undeniable chemistry between those two musicians...
will circle back maybe... lot going on... busy...
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