A couple of weeks ago I changed my Gatorade-contaminated rear brake pads and thought all was well. But on the long descent of Madean the other day, climbers seemingly were arriving around every curve, and the front pads now seemed inadequate by comparison (naturally). Yesterday I changed them as well. Today a rainless window appeared and I quickly jumped on the bike and headed for the nearest high ground, the Observatory at Montereale. The brakes worked flawlessly and now I'm ready to climb to Carnia (when the weather breaks).
The camera kept tipping over on its fencepost,
so I was relieved when it finally worked