Well, not first snow for the local mountains, but the first chance I had to get up there after they had received new snow.
The first shot of snow was at the end of September, which gradually melted off. Then another, which did the same. This one will too, but it will take longer. If it doesn’t, I’ll be quite happy, as long as there are more layers on top of it. I’ll be quite happy because this was taken about 1/2 mile from the local ski lodge. So the more snow on the slopes, the better!
Believe it or not, it’s a color photograph.
This is just to the south of the beginning of almost 20 miles of single track bicycle trails that lead back to our house. It took me another 45 minutes to drop 2,000′ in elevation before I dropped below the snow line. From there, the trails were tacky, perfect for flying down the trail.
There are some fire roads in the area, so if that’s your thing, you can hop on those. But I’m really enjoying the single track, even the very technical parts. While I’ve spent the last 25 years riding a lot, it’s all been on the roads. I’ve never been comfortable on the dirt, even though I’ve had this mountain bike for 14 years now. But with some great trails right out our front door, I’ve decided that it’s time to push myself.
Even though I’ve been heading up there for just the past couple of weeks, my comfort level on the loose stuff, the rocky stuff and the steep stuff has progressed quickly. Perhaps a bit too quickly, since I don’t have a lot of the safety equipment (just my helmet). I’ve already had run-ins with trees (including a full face of snow-weighted branch today) and have had to dismount the bicycle over the handlebars. Luckily I haven’t gone off the side of the trail (yet).
I’m having a heck of a lot of fun, it’s beating me up quite nicely and it’s getting my body and brain ready for ski season, which is right around the corner.
I can’t wait!