Winter is an odd season for a snowbiker because the accessible world shrinks and then grows with each storm. Since we were hit with a trifecta of storms more than a week ago, the snowbiking world is finally expanding again. In the past few days, K and I have ridden many trails that were snowed in last week.
We were out for sunrise this morning, and K focused on the mewing of elk calves off in the distance.
Today was successful. I found a 4WD road that a snowmobile had packed to perfection. I could ride fast, soaking up the winter sunshine and enjoying the feeling of my legs propelling me forward at an average astounding speed of (hold onto your horses) 5 mph! It's true - snowbiking is not fast. However, the fun of riding over packed snow will never fade for me.