While we were driving up, I wondered if Cinder Bloch would be able to get his little Golf into the snowy parking lot. A minute later, my phone started ringing.
"Hey, you have four wheel drive right?"
The entrance to the lot is downhill, so he didn't have any trouble getting in:
|Also Colleen's photo|
|Colleen's photo, not Colleen's fat bikes|
We pedaled up Fire Tower Road, then dropped down into some snowmobile stuff. The snowmobilists had left a bunch of rollers on the trail from twisting the throttle. I giggled a little while we ripped down the snowy pump track.
Unfortunately, after almost 2000 feet of descending, we had to go back up. That's where things got less fun on a normal bike. Cinder Bloch and Chrissy spun their beasts up the hills easily. With her low gears, Colleen could still get up most stuff.
On my single speed, I had trouble. Which made everyone else very happy:
|Intentionally resting. Photo stolen from Cinder Bloch|
|Of course I know where we are. I have a map.|
We finally made it back to the snowmobile road that went towards the cars. But it was a long climb back, and the snow was starting to soften up. By the second pitch, everyone but Cinder Bloch was pushing:
|A long walk. Cinder Bloch photo|
The ride was a sweet way to end the year. Since the conditions were good, our standard mountain bikes were fine about 75 percent of the time.
To eliminate the times that they sucked, I've got a new project going:
|Does not involve handlebar mounted coffee cups.|