Temperatures were hovering around minus three degrees throughout the day, probably some degrees lower at higher elevations. The Bise that blew across the mountains made sure that things didn’t get any warmer. Well, in the winter, weekends are pretty much the only days I can get some saddle time, so I headed out for what turned into a five hour adventure in the snow. There’s nothing in particular to report other than that I’m really digging the snow and the cold. About three hours into the ride, I called my wife to let her know that I was still alive. My lips being number than after dental surgery, she barely understood the message. Above a few impressions from the day. There are a few more on Flickr - as always.
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