Alas, the respite was brief. K climbed atop one of her favorite boulders just as the Chinook wind jetted off the mountains. It buffeted her from behind, making her head fur stand on end.
This was a moment when I wished that I had my SLR camera with me. The weak zoom lens on my point and shoot didn't do the scene justice.
After seeing the elk, I tried to ride a 4wd road that was passable early this week before the relentless wind took over our world. Alas, the snow drifts now tower as tall as me in places. After encountering the first bottomless drift, I returned to the plowed roads.
It's a tough time of year for a mountain biker who hates being on maintained roads. Hopefully, the wild wind will stop making snowdrifts soon, and I'll be back to my off-road adventures.