I have to start out by admitting that due to work / family / weather I have not ridden in almost 2 weeks. I finally pushed myself out the door this morning into the cold crisp air. I thought about driving out to Northumberland Forest and doing the Substance Projects Snumbler today but decided against it. I headed out to my usual Turkey Point starting spot with the Nashbar in tow. I heard that some of the TP trails had been worked in quite well and are riding nice with the snow.
I was the first person out there, the dusting of snow we had overnight was untouched and I was lucky enough to make the first tracks in the virgin snowfall. The temperature was hovering around the -11 degree area, which is pretty damn close to my "fuck it, stay inside" limit. My poor dry and cracked hands can't take the cold and become extremely painful. I was cold right away but started warming up once I got a good rhythm going. I need to buy a nice wool layer for cold winter riding and some bar mitts would be nice on mornings like this too.
I was the only rider out there this morning, I thought I would have seen more out there on fatbikes but only stumbled upon a group of trail runners braving the cold. I managed to get in a nearly two hour ride before my cold toes had me pull the plug. Good timing as the remains of my water bottle had frozen into a chunk of wet ice. I drank what I could and headed back out the singletrack towards my truck. I snapped a few good photos along the way including a very rare Bric selfie. I've been trying to eat a little healthier this year and already feel better out on the bike, my wife says I've lost a bit of weight already too. I need to get riding more to see some real changes.
The Bric...._ mountain biker, road rider, heavyweight gear abuser. Built like a brick sh*thouse. No bike is safe.