After really starting to wish I was back riding sweet singletrack on my bike as winter drags on, I was quite surprised to get the opportunity to go for a ride yesterday. I enjoyed a little sleep-in, lounging around reading my book (I’ve started another epic – “London” by the same guy that wrote the last book & epic I read. The narrative is not quite as compelling, but the history of the city is fascinating.) & then having a nap before Alex texted with the idea for a ride. It was a nice clear day & almost up to freezing point, so conditions were perfect.
I dragged my bike out, rugged up a bit & cautiously took my first ride on the snowy streets. Thankfully it wasn’t too icy. Riding on the hard packed snow was straight forward, although I was quickly reminded of the fact that my entire drivetrain needs replacing before the summer & that my rear tyre is particularly bald. The riverside paths & Engine Bridge were easy pedalling.
Ice floating down the Bow River, from the Engine Bridge, the Three Sisters in the background
We took a detour around the small island that is in the river between town & the power station runout on Mineside. There hadn’t been nearly as much traffic down this trail & it was a lot narrower & bumpier. Alex progressed easier than I did as he had fitted studded tyres; progress was slow, it was hard to keep much balance & as soon as you dabbed your foot just sank in to the unpacked snow.
Mt Rundle behind me
Looking across the Bow & town to Grotto
I made a snow-bike angel
Ready-made bike stand
Back on the packed trail we ambled up to Quarry Lake – I was pleased to find I still had some climbing legs left. We rode along under the power line to Peaks of Grassi before winding our way down various paths & stairs (some of which Alex could ride) to the Riverside Trail. I was grinning most of the time with the pleasure of being back on my bike.