EXCEPT...today was bluebird skies and about a foot or so of fresh snow!! Sweeet.
I was pretty stoked to make some tree runs and make some fresh tracks in the snow. You know, I didn't go to Tahoe or even ride at all last year so it had been a while since I had felt the sensation one gets from floating over fresh powder. It's just so good. It's a favorite thing I have decided.
I was on a high for sure! I spanned the mountain from the Nevada side to the California side with the Red Hot Chili Peppers filling my ears. I was in my own world, and since I was riding by myself I didn't really have anyone to share my complete contentment with. I rationalized that I would rather have nobody to share my happiness with and be happy, than have to deal with the possibility of riding with somebody complaining, lagging, or being a Debbie Downer and squashing my delight.
Just saying.
Ultimately I ate a rather big plate of sh!t and decided after a good four hours my legs couldn't take it anymore and I called it a day.
I called it a damn good day.
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