Photo: Turkey Creek Streamway Trail. It's under there somewhere, I promise you. Click for gallery of 5 or 6 pictures.I love this stuff, I really do. The parking garage got my bike right up to 32 degrees all day long. It's covered but not really climate controlled or heated in any way. As such, my bike got thawed, and mechanically sound by the time I rode home. I hopped off the bus north of Johnson drive and did my Turkey Creek route. I was slow, but I had a ton of fun.
Flocculent. It's the perfect adjective to describe the experience that enraptures your senses while gliding through pristine powder on a bicycle. I'm talking about powder that's so silky smooth that it doesn't even have that squeak under your tires as it compresses. There's just a ghostly whisper from beneath you. The knobby tires float at speed, so steering and balance come effortlessly. You ride through a frozen, fine mist made of microscopic dust particles thrown into the air before you by your front wheel This is the life. Aside from being 70 degrees and sunny, riding unencumbered on a nimble and responsive road bike, I can't see it getting any better than this.Random Tunage:
Steve Winwood - Finer Things
Linkin Park - Shadow of the day
Didn't realize you had no heated spot for your bike during the day. That certainly adds some difficulty on the really cold days while at work.
ReplyDeleteProblem we have this year is being stuckolent. Snow's too deep and crusted over thick enough to ride on.
I LOVE BIG KNOBBIES!,NO OTHER SOUND LIKE THEM,IN THE PEACE & QUIT !
ReplyDeleteThat lack of inside storage for the bike has to be rough during these cold months. Just goes to show that commuters are a hardy bunch.
ReplyDeleteGiven that, I hate the snow. It's hard to ride through with panniers weighing me down on the back end. Yesterday morning I nearly bought it about a dozen times riding through plowed snow.
You have the snow, I have the rain, we both have the sun, someone is bound to be happy no matter what. ;)