The Return

The snow was blowing in hard as I biked home over Celleron. This lone tree was a welcome sight at the top of the hill, though I did engage some e-assistance.  

I was determined to get out today as the bike needs to go back to the dealer. There’s a pink light (of ‘doom’) that shouldn’t be flashing, and no amount of wire-jiggling or resets has resolved the problem. Thankfully it kept going for me today.