Tuesday, December 08, 2009

This sparkly world

My shoulder is feeling much better today. Still a little stiff and sore, but the "electric shock" pain is gone. I know the prudent course of action would be rest and relaxation, but I have this inability to waste good weather. Call it sun mania. As long as at least three of my limbs are functioning, I am going to find a way to get outside. I will of course dial it back if pain returns, but so far I can't find any evidence that this sleep injury is all that serious. So after a relaxing morning of rotating and rubbing it, I went trail riding.

Last week's rain showers took away most of our town-level snow, which is great, because it means that dirt's back. I have a whole singletrack routine that I like to loop in the Mendenhall Valley, and now that I live out there, the ride doesn't involve the exhaust fumes and highway drudgery of a 20-mile-round-trip commute from Douglas. In fact, once I leave Fritz Cove Road and connect with the Auke Lake trail, I can ride for a few hours on different trails while hardly touching the hard stuff (pavement). Dirt in December. Sometimes I forget about all the little things I have to be thankful for.

Of course, December dirt isn't exactly like August dirt. Frosted and mud-free, it's actually both smoother and grippier than the summer stuff. Then there's the beaver floods. In the summer, they must be avoided at all costs lest you end up waist-deep in foul-smelling sludge with a seized-up bottom bracket. In the winter, they add a whole new level of fun ... on ice! Seriously, you haven't lived until you've connected a couple of studded tires with sheets of frozen floods, squealing like a 2-year-old girl while the thin veneer shatters like plate glass beneath your wheels.

Then, once you clear all those beaver floods you were never willing to splash through during the summer, you find a whole new network of singletrack that you've never ridden before, swooping through a maze of ice-encrusted branches that sparkle like diamonds in the low golden sun.

And cyclists don't like winter? Seriously, I just don't get it.

10 comments:

  1. you should start a tour company for riding/climbing the trails around Juneau.
    some of these pics are incredible.

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  2. Wow, Jill! What I wouldn't give for some trails like that where I live! In the winter, all our mountain biking trails close for skiing or hunting. Trying not to get shot adds a whole level of extreme to biking that I don't think I'm ready for. LOL

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  3. Darn Evil Beavers...always trying to keep their sweet stash of singletrack to themselves!

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  5. What happened to the Pug???

    Peace,
    Joboo

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  6. Wow! Beautiful pics :)
    I never understood it either (cyclists NOT enjoying the winter season). Of course,I'm much further south of you,so our winters aren't as intense (south-western Virginia). Luckily for me,my local trails are very weather hardy,and are open year round for those few of us that enjoy it (I do,BTW,and will be out tomorrow :-D). Great post :)
    Steve

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  7. Jacqui12:38 AM

    Glad you're feeling better Jill. Great pics as usual, especially those of the ice crusted evergreens. Beautiful. Some day I'd like to make my way to Alaska and see it for myself.

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  8. Hey Girl ... why stop at three -- two limbs or even one and some Ibuprofen ... enough to get you around ...

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  9. Nice photos!

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