I was trying to catch the mix of colors and the photo came out absolutely incredible.
I don't usually ride my mountain bike locally on the weekends. I'm pretty averse to crowds and prefer to open the four-barrel when there are open trails and blue skies. I got my blue skies today but I paid for breaking the weekend rule. I sort of thought Creve Coeur would be sparsely populated today since the lower part of the park is still flooded. Indeed, everyone just migrated upward to the off-road trails.
On one lap, I know I didn't get a full hundred yards without passing another user. On foot, on bike, with dogs, with kids, whatever. It was nuts. I won't say I didn't have fun, because not only was I going strangely well, but the other users were unusually nice today. I even threw in a couple of runs up the gravel service road to up my elevation and encountered a nice lady talking merrily on her cell phone each time I passed. It was quite a sight at the bottom of the gravel road...water, water everywhere. Quite a flood, that.
I was suffering a bit. My aforementioned wrist is still pretty touchy, but my Garmin told me when I got home that I was mostly faster than I've ever been at CCP.