Today I took to the canals. I managed to take dirt most if the way from Oakdale to Modesto. I had to cyclocross my way over a few gates, but the dirt was good, tacky, and pretty smooth. My shadow eventually grew long, and the temperature dropped. I rode into the sunset and eventually arrived back home. Finding new places to ride in the town I grew up in can be tough, but at least we've got a lot of canals and dirt roads to help avoid the traffic.