When riding one needs to use all of your senses. Not often does your sense of smell contribute but early one morning I was entering a corner in our industrial park at a good clip, justified because it's deserted. I smelled a roach coach, thought about a breakfast burrito, then my brain yells "greasy water trail". I look closer and there is a snail trail tangent to my line. Stood it up ran deeper and looked for customers scurrying across the street. Lost my appetite.


