First bike commute of the season today...

and I had to yell at a wolf that stopped to stare me down!

On my way to work at 7:15 I saw the wolf cross the street in front of me,(probably close to 75 ft ahead) so I slowed down. He stopped on the side of the road, but did not carry on to the forest, so I yelled at him. It did take a few moments before he slunk off into the woods. My heart was racing, and I checked my mirror more than a few times to make sure he was gone.

What a start to the biking season!