By the time I hit Wasatch Blvd, the sky had turned dark and ugly. I pressed on until I saw the first flakes and then turned around and raced the storm back to my truck.
The storm won.
By the time I got back to the base of Suncrest it was dumping snow. Instead of turning left to where my truck was parked, I turned right down Bangerter. I wasn't ready to stop.
Riding in the snow was fun. I like variable conditions. It makes a standard road ride much more interesting.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
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That's dedication.
Yes you are hardcore. I thought about after we ran into each other and 30 minutes later I looked out a store window to see Chicken Feathers flying. Way to work it.
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