For us in MD, there are piles of gravel at every turn. Very treacherous. A few good, hard rains usually take care of the problem but proceed very cautiously.
I find my awareness skills have decreased. In January, during one of those crazy warm days we had, I nearly rode through a intersection where I did not have the right of way. Fortunately the cage driver saw me and stopped, must have been thinking I was nuts. Thats the kind of stuff that drives up our mortality rates...
