Departed for Baltimore again today, this time flying from Madison. I have never flown from this airport before, but it is much closer than Chicago. We could not get a direct flight and had to stop over in Charlotte, North Carolina. But flying over Wisconsin I was able to identify much of what I saw out the window. Pictured is my roller skating city of Watertown.
This is Sri, a man I worked with at Rockwell-Collins in flight control back in 2009-2010 and again in 2011. This morning I found he had been murdered in Kansas by a man who shouted "Get out of my country." I will not claim I knew Sri well, but I did work with him for a year and he was a nice guy. I cannot seem to get my head around why this happened. One can read about the psychology of xenophobia and understand it on a technical level. But when you encounter something like this it just doesn't make sense. Sri was living the stereotypical American dream like millions before him. He came to the U.S., got an honest job for a repeatable company making sure commercial airlines had safe flight controls, started a family, and in every way was contributing to society. So what part of him being an immigrant was a problem? A most ignorant, asinine, pointless crime. Srinivas, I shall remember you and use what has taken place as inspiration to fight against this happen to others.
The last several of days have been all set records, and today we topped out with an unheard of 68 °F (20 °C)—the highest temperature ever recorded during the period of November through February and blowing away the previous daily record high of 60 °F (15.6 °C) by 8 °F degrees. This marks the 5 consecutive record setting day. Until this past week there has never been more than 3 days above 60 °F in the month of February. A strange year to be sure, but made for good riding weather.
It was fogy on Lake Wingra this morning and I stopped for this picture of the moon. By the afternoon it was about as good for cycling weather as it gets and I typically don't have such temperatures until May. I took the north side of the lakes on the ride home, and did the ride in shorts and a t-shirt. It was just about dark when I got back, but I still had a twilight. Although the ride was fairly comfortable in the lower 60s, there were places along the lake the temperature was rather chilly. The lakes are still covered in ice, and the winds blowing off them were frigid. It was chilly, but not uncomfortable.
This ride marks 218 miles for the month of February. Last year I did 27.5 in February, and 0 in 2015 and 2014. But after today the weather begins a shift to more seasonable temperatures. And with my trip for work next week the 218 miles I have is probably it for the month. I'll take it.