The trees were full of ice. While I was riding little ice flecks were falling off the branches. It felt like bugs hitting me in the face.
My bike thinks she is a Mountain Goat. I think not. Today was all grind. Five hours 25 miles. Snow was softer then yesterday with the slight warm up today. Rear tire would spin out, and I would move from side to side trying to find a good line to travel on. I didn't have to walk bike but the going was slow. I was going to venture off the trail up on a gravel road but what I thought was level ground was a 4 foot ditch that was full of snow. Down I went over the handle bars, buried in the snow.
I'm thinking I might not bike outside for 2 weeks now. Next weekend I will be in Minne-toada visiting Cole Little and family. My grand baby, daughter, and son and law. Not enough daylight and roads aren't very safe to ride with the ice in the dark. Well it's times like this is why I have bike rollers and weights and other self torture devices in the basement.
So peace and happy thoughts to you, and thanks for visiting.