First snow ride at night of the season last night. Two snow rides in a row, just what I needed. Crisp and cold, just enough snow to add some fun. Two wheel drifts in the corners, tap the rear brake to bring it around and maintain an upright position. Pure fun, injected straight into the vein. A six pack of riders made it out, small enough group to let us roll at a good pace. Sorry, no pix, too busy riding!
And in other parts of the world wide web, check BikeRumor for a nice lengthy interview with single speed fast guys Dejay Birtch and John "Fuzzy" Mylne.
Registration for the Bakers Dozen 13 hour relay race just opened and it's selling fast. Get on it! I'll be there once again with two lovely ladies, most likely on the fixed gear.
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Monday - January 19, 2009
Wow, great day to be on the bike today. Forecast was for a 60% chance of flurries but it turned into a few inches of nice powder. Was not expecting this so it was a sweet surprise considering the lackluster winter conditions we've had around here this season. Headed out midday on a solo mission, started at Mountaindale and did the 5 mile climb up to the high point, then on to some rocky ridge riding. Steady snow for the whole climb up, then stopped when I got to the top and picked up again towards the end. The snow was dry and squeaky under the tires, the forest was still and I never saw another rider. A pair of bikers had been through the first section of Salamander, their tracks almost snowed over by the time I hit it. Those tracks peeled off at Mo's Cut and I kept rolling, laying first tracks on the rest of Salamander and laying my ass into a rock with a shot to the thigh for good measure. Mesmerized by the snow clinging to the mountain laurel, creating a white and green tunnel, I confess I was looking down trail for the perfect spot to snap a photo, hoping to capture some of what I was seeing and feeling for later. Let my guard down, didn't notice that tree branch buried under the snow, a mere 4 inches in diameter but laid out at a 45 degree angle and ready to rip the bike out from under me. Easily negotiable, I'd already done dozens earlier in the day as well as large logs wrapped in snow, but this little bugger hid in waiting, ready to take down this rider who was asleep at the wheel. The rest of the ride was a mix of pleasure and pain, riding virgin snow while sucking up the pain that quickly developed in my glute. Well worth it in the end, best winter ride this season.