After 7PM and the shop was closed. With the warm shoe covers and some illumination it was time to head home. As it has been for weeks now the sky was spitting. Mike Watt and his friends yelling in my ear and I rolled. It was a good bit of fun epically through the marsh. The black top was covered with the colored leaves of hundreds of trees making a dizzying pattern and hard to steer. Fenders kept me dry and spinning wheels kept me warm. More rain today, which is going to wash out the Trek/Fisher Demo. May have to spin circles in the Garage, only after I work on building an Arc.