My morning bike ride mimicked the trajectory of my day as a whole. It started with incredible promise. K and I rolled out the door before sunrise. I rode my snowbike with energetic pedal strokes up to the sunrise lookout point. The traction on the snow was excellent, and K and I moved along at a decent clip.
We arrived up high to see alpenglow bathing the snowy mountains in a pink and gold hue. The sun hadn't yet crested the eastern horizon as you can see by the line of darkness in the foreground. K and I were still standing in the darkness.
What a contrast between the beginning and the end of the bike ride!
It is amazing how often my mountain bike rides mimic real life. Although I started my day with optimism, I felt lucky to still be standing by the end of it. There will be more on that saga another day.