Not by Alaskan standards anyway. But while everyone is inside hunkered down and huddled together in this 35 degree freak cold-snap, I’ll be riding the mountain bike with a couple of friends tomorrow. Might even wear my new T-shirt just for Red:
We’ll probably check out the Winter Short Track course before the races start in a couple of weeks. It gives us roadies a chance to regain some dirt cred that we lost over the summer. As for me, I’ll be trying to maintain my status among the upper echelon of mediocre mountain bikers.
-Yrjo
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In Holland we have a saying: “It’s only cold when the farmers are pissing ice.”
That might be what was going on in the previous post.
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