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However, today reminded me that this phrase can still be said without sarcasm; even in Alaska, in November. I went for a two-hour ride along the ridge above town. There were a couple new inches of powder on the road and I had to earn every pedal stroke - but it's no worse than thick mud. The new snow clung to needles and bare branches, giving the landscape a rich contrast that comes when color is removed. Near the reservoir I met a pack of cross-country skiers on the road. We nodded in appreciation of each other and moved on, crushing through grains of snow as they sparkled in the afternoon sun.
Ahh, what a beautiful picture. Makes me want to jump on my bike right now. :-)
ReplyDeleteholey shyte...you are on crack.
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Wow, I can't wait for it to snow--winter biking is my favorite. Ice isn't great, but it doesn't hurt when you fall over in the snow!
ReplyDeleteWhat a picture. Snow has got to come sooner or later to Minneapolis. Wish I could've rode through some today.
ReplyDeleteThis picture makes a debating whether to go on a 4-day bike tour from Boston to New York over Thanksgiving weekend, seem well, a bit wimpy. I will show it to my partner to get him to see my logic. What a little cold?
ReplyDeleteThat is something.
Wow, what a shot!
ReplyDeleteWinter isn't looking so foreboding after all.
- TOB
That's a great photo. There's a lot to be said for cycling in weather like that. At the time sometimes I think it's cold and I really want to be home, all warm and cosy. But when I do get back I always look back on the really bad weather rides with fondness. I only have one snowy cycling picture here but hope to get more this winter. We haven't had much snow in recent years in the UK.
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