About 30, NW 10-15, sunny. Old roads north of Quabbin, figured there would be good protection from the wind, and generally there was.
Though no protection from stupidity. One of my favorite sayings is "Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most." Certainly in evidence today. Drove over there, got all my stuff set go and then discovered that I seemed to have forgotten my bike.
Well, it was a nice day, still plenty of time, so back home, got the bike, back to Quabbin. Headed off, this time fortunately it only took a couple of minutes before I realized I didn't have my pack (with camera and binoculars). Back to the car....
The rest was fine. Slow going, sandy places, gravelly places, lots of sticks down, a little bit of ice. And not much oomph in the legs. But that didn't really matter because I wasn't in a hurry. Lots of stops. I was out for pretty close to three hours, and warm enough the whole time.
The reservoir is as high as I've seen it.