Traveling by snow bike

Probably my all time favorite thing to do in the winter is cabin to cabin snow biking. That is what Mo and I did last November around Thanksgiving. Since then I have done it to Garnet Ghost Town as well. Highly recommended.

Right now ‘things’ are not really comfortable for me. I just hope that it turns out that is a good experience. If not, well, there is always moving, new jobs, and becoming a ultra endurance junkie … again. Snow biking is not always on groomed ski trails … or snowmobile trails. Sometimes it is just single track that looks un-bike-able. You just have to “poke and hope” … which is a pool term, btw. What is the worst that could happen?  Just turn around and try another route.  If it does turn out you will have a 3 mile beautiful and fun ride from a cabin deep in the woods to the highway. It’s happened before.

Recently I have started regaining my self … er … mojo. Whatever. I spent the weekend alone perched on a couch watching the discovery channel and Seinfeld episodes.  Now rested I am getting out to exercise some. It’s the little things that I miss. Like riding across a frozen lake or stopping to see natures wonders. Or a morning walk down to the creek to get water while friends are tucked away back in the cabin. Why doesn’t this stuff come to mind when I am sitting inside wondering why I don’t want to go outside?

Alone has it perks.  It is distraction-less and gives you direct access to your thoughts. I like alone. Just as much as I like snow bike adventures with others. Which reminds me; snow biking is so grueling at times that you feel alone. You cant look up to see your partner because you have to concentrate on where you are steering and rut detection. If anything accentuates differences in riding speed, snow biking does. You can look up and see that you ‘rode away’ from everyone.  Or miles behind.

So where do I go from here. Well there are things I must wait on. So until then I am just existing and trying to become myself again. There is no roadmap in life. Wouldn’t it be nice if once in a while between posts you can just lean up your bike against a info board and plan the next step. Maybe that is what I have been doing lately.

This weekend is the Togwotee Winter Classic and boy oh boy am I N O T prepared.  It really snuck up on me and I have gotten out twice now on the snow bike in the last few days to get some confidence. And here is another reference to our snow bike respite. Like when your riding between cabins and a storm sneaks up. Boom … you have to deal.

What am I to do. Well line up at the start and proclaim, “I am here just to get some exercise and have fun. I haven’t ridden in decades … blah blah blah”. After all it really isn’t important. What is is the trip between cabins.