Well with over 30cm's of fresh snow outside, I really couldn't resist going out for a play on the Gravel bike. It's been really cold these last days and minus 14 last night so the snow is really dry and like a soft powder. I set off after lunch when it had warmed up to minus 6 and headed west. The tracks leading to the forest had seen a lot of traffic and were relatively easy to find traction on.
After a few kilometres, the track winds between horse paddocks on the banks of the river and several cars had been down here. The wheel ruts left behind made for rough, but ridable tracks. The bike dancing and weaving along always on the edge of traction, but never quite losing it.
The going is slow in the soft powder however, I'm getting ample opportunity to practice my bike handling skills. After the horse paddocks, the car tracks dry up and I'm left floundering around in the deep powder finding traction wherever I can.
After a short uphill section, I find the snow getting ever deeper, until eventually I grind to a halt and a few hundred metres of hike a bike ensue.
Back on more solid ground, I continue on the larger forest tracks around the horse farm near Stedden. Rather than carry on my usual route down to the Hydro Electric plant I decide to make a short loop in the forest here, up and past the farm house. The first kilometres are deep and hard going, the track under the snow was all churned up with deep muddy ruts before the snow came, now it provides a rough frozen underlay to the soft powder snow.
Past the farmhouse, the track becomes more compacted again as I come out onto tracks that have been traversed countless times by cars in the last days, further on, a short downhill section brings me to the end of my loop and I set course for home. Pausing for a break and a drink from my frozen water bottle, the snow starts lazily falling again.
Not long after, as I'm battling through more deep powder, the clouds start to break and the late afternoon sun makes a brief appearance, colouring the landscape in the most beautiful light.
Onwards I ride, probably the slowest average speed I've managed, but loving every moment in this stark and beautiful winter landscape. The bike is probably not the most suitable for this, but the fun I've had has been immeasurable, my legs burning from the effort.
Overall it's been just under 16 kilometres of sheer crazy fun and remarkably, no crashing. The temperatures are not due to rise above freezing for another week, so plenty more time for some more snowy forest adventures.