I've done so danged much riding in foul weather in the last 6 months, it can be hard to believe that there once was good weather in the west. Today proved that there is good weather in the west.
Yeti #1 back on the 7th was harsh. Cold, moist, breezy. Today was nice. Mid-70's, and windless almost. I felt good too. Not too danged fast, but faster than last time I'm sure. And the trick knee felt great. No hint of discomfort. Only perspiration, dust, crashing Juniors only a bike length ahead of me--it just does not get any better. At least for me. Good danged day.
This above is a shot I got of one of the gravity events. I wasn't patient enough to get a really good shot, but you get the idea.
Personally, I don't do gravity. Gravity does me. It knows me, in the biblical sense. If you get my meaning.