Riding to school at 6am to fire the last kilnloads of the semester, I encountered debris and two large trees blocking my path, brought down by stormy weather that was trying to turn me into a kite. Meh - business as usual. This tree I went around (where the pretty decorative tape is, put up after I went through (the first time)) and the other one I hoisted my bike over and clambered after it - no problems. The lights were flickering at school but held out, and the school neighbors shot off fireworks to celebrate when the kiln got to cone 10 - or maybe that was for the Seahawks winning? Crazy day.
