The sage was frosty.
And so were the carrots. Probably time to dig them up.
The Devil, rigged for coffeeneuring. And complete with new ass-torturing device.
Fall is in full effect.
Some blaze orange was felt to be necessary.
About 50 miles, part paved and part limestone. One cup of very strong, freshly brewed coffee. A bunch of friends, falling leaves, breezes, and the waning sun.