The Ice Weasels Cameth

The race that ThomP and Colin put on last week was, by most accounts, a big hit. They both, with a load of help from a long list of friends and family, put together a fun and challenging course and created a festive atmosphere on a premium of space and resources. It just goes to prove: it's not what you've got, it's how you use it. Congratulations, guys.


And then the snow cameth

Yesterday, the Northeast got hit by it's first big snowstorm of the season. To keep from getting stir-crazy, and because a man's gotta eat, I decided to mount the Nokians on the Soma and brave the storm to meet Fiona and Leah for pizza and beers in Cambridge.



It's always a good time being just about the only thing on the road, except for the obvious plows and buses, and the very occasional car. Lucky for me - because the wet, heavy snow made holding a line difficult at points. For the majority of the ride, though, where the snow was well-packed-in, the going was smooth and fast. (The photo above was not taken while going quite as fast as you might be led to believe. My computer reads in km/h. Attempting that maneuver at 30+ in this snow... yeh... that just wasn't going to happen)