In the last 7 days:
Another more typically winter day than what has been the norm this season--sun, clouds obscuring the Snowies, cold temps, big winds. The wind plus fresh snow meant lots of snow was drifting across roads (I-80 could not have been fun driving across between Laramie and Cheyenne) and even some drifting in spots on the ski trails--the first time that's happened this season.
With the wind, it was effectively cold enough that it naturally inspired a skiing higher tempo. That kept things comfortable; it would not have been a good day to have been casually skiing at a very slow pace.
Had planned to run afterwards as I didn't run yesterday, and, back in my truck, briefly considered skipping running because of the wind and a lowering sun, But the plan had been to run, and I figured that I could at least run a short while, and if it was too unpleasant, then turn around early. So I hopped back out into the wind and set off. It was exactly the usual thing--the hardest part was just getting started, and after that it was fun.
Skied after the high school races today, and was happy the parking lot was half cleared out by the time I got there. Skiing was good, and it must have been a great day for the races. I skied until dusk and then headed back home.
Nothing like true winter after no winter. During the day there was ice fog off to the west, and even with sun over the valley, the warmest I saw it get was 13F. Snow was perfect up top, and by the time I finished that and began running, ice fog was everywhere and the air was nearly still. Didn't feel cold though, just nice.
Another cold day, though not as cold as yesterday--it's a balmy -8F at 9 am. Hope the winds don't come up. After the east coast hoarded winter all winter long, I reckon we are at last getting some of it back.
The official low yesterday was -20F, good for a new record low by a wide margin.
To celebrate the sudden, if belated, onset on winter, I had Spanish waffles for breakfast. They are a lot like like regular waffles, except they are eaten while perusing Charlie's most excellent orienteering adventures in Spain.
Skied at Happy Jack and then ran. Snow conditions were quite good and the trails were faster today. I felt 100% to day for the first time since I was sick, and had some bounce in my step while I was running.
While I was running, I saw a snow biker up ahead who, somewhat oddly, seemed to be straddling his bike and walking slowly. It didn't make any sense because the trail was packed and firm, so he couldn't have been mired in deep snow. And if he had had an equipment breakdown, presumably he would have been headed towards me. I caught up to him and when I was about 10' behind him, said something to him. But he never heard me. For one, he had on a winter helmet, and he may have been wired up to a phone or something. However, in that same moment I saw what his attention was riveted on: two moose just ahead. He might not have heard me, but the moose did, and they started away. And when they moved off the trail, the biker got going, still having no idea anyone was right behind him.
A few minutes later, I caught up to the biker again, who had stopped at a trail intersection. He asked me if I had seen the two moose and said: "They were so cool!"
I told him flatly that he had been very lucky, and that those two moose were particularly ill-tempered and widely considered the two most dangerous moose at Happy Jack.
I have no idea if he believed me or not.
-21F at 8:43 am w/ full sunshine, so at last a decent winter day!
Most excellent Yowsa!!!, with several inches of powder waiting to be removed this morning. Full sunshine, and everything was beautifully white.
Checking the records, I see a new low was set yesterday (-9F), and another will tumble today (-20F or -21F, it looks). That will undoubtedly warm the hearts of climate deniers--so ironic.
Made the effort to get out skiing in the middle of the day to take advantage of the sun. It was still cold, but the sun plus the way I was dressed meant I was warm enough. In fact, it was almost being like a living hot fudge sundae. Once I got warmed up, I was almost too hot in the sun, and would quickly cool off in the shade. Maybe something like being in a a sauna with occasional dips in the icy lake.
It was beautiful out, if cold. Skis weren't fast on the new snow, but that was okay. Skied about 2 and then ran for 1 (that's seconds, not hours.)
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