I was quite surprised when I got up on the ridge and found 2-3" off crusty snow and half frozen muddy ruts.
Case was almost ideal yesterday.
But the less than perfect conditions created an effective test for my sit-down power.
Did I pass?
I'll never tell.
When I crossed over to the East side there was significantly less snow...and a weird silence. It was kind of like that silence you...hear(?) when you night ride.
No suburban sounds.
Zero, zip, nada, non...
not even any wind.
It was cool.
Made me appreciate singlespeed even more.