
This morning, I am angry. But my reasons might surprise you. Bozeman has turned unexpectedly hot. Seriously, what’s going on? When I moved here, I was guaranteed a landscape of ice and snow. Instead, what do I find? Yes, a snow bike. But now, it’s so warm that my commutes are marred by a splatter of muddy road slime, with all the snow rapidly melting away. Time to retire the skate skis and snow bike, and bring out the road bike. Frustrating! Thankfully, I have the fond memories of last weekend, cozying up in our little lodge, complete with a mini tele ski run right outside the front door.
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