Winter Ride

We have been fortunate enough to get a good amount of snow already this winter, so of course that means it was time to wax up the skis...and then take out the mountain bike. What can I say, the two wheels were calling...

I think my face froze in the first minute, and my camelback water tube froze a few minutes after that. The wind was bone chilling, but I tried to trust that I would be just right once I was warmed up...or at least once I ducked into some wooded trails. I turned up the tunes and continued on.

I trail entrance off of the paved path was buried in virgin snow. As much as I love first tracks, I knew my bike wasn't necessarily the best tool to carve them. I veered in and was maintaining just enough traction to cut my path. Of course, I had to zig and zag as the snow continued to have its way with me. I spun out and put my foot down after 20 ft or so and questioned whether I could carry on for several miles of winter single track. I backed up a bit to utilize my pre-cut track to get a running start. A few moments later I was making tracks again and rediscovering my center of gravity. There was no turning back.