Yeah, last night was very nearly a humbling ride home. Drafting off a roadie, took the s-curve after the Belmont dog beach slightly too fast and my rear wheel started to skid out from under me. Didn't lose the bike, but it was enough to convince me to finish up in a slower fashion and calmly head home.

Which is the right attitude to have when the bike path is invaded by geese. Maybe not the brightest time to take a picture, but I never said I was very bright.

Current beer-scale: 6.1