in weather that is just silly
Funny, that reminded me of a story...
In 88-89, I was (road) cycling competitively and moved to Banff to train in the mountains. Because it's such a tourist hotspot, the roads are pretty well looked after so with a set of cyclocross tires you could keep riding (beats spinning indoors anyday)
Anyway, on a sunny winter day I jumped on the bike for about 50km ride on a loop I used to love. By the time I was about a third of the way up, the weather had socked in and it started to snow. It was out of nowhere, like you can only get in the mountains. Most would have turned around but with the exuberance and immortality of youth I grinned and kept pushing on. Then the headwind started...
I was going down a gentle but noticeable grade (~5% maybe) into a long lefter and I was out of the saddle, working hard. This was going DOWNhill. I get to the bend doing maybe 15 or 20 km/h, lost it, and the bike and I plopped into the snowbank. I had to lay back in the snow and laugh at the absurdity of what I was doing - I think it's the only time I've laughed out loud when I've been alone.
Now I live on the coast where winter isn't a big deal (it's about 12degC and sunny right now). The moisture makes it feel colder and you need a bigger pack to carry the extra insulation, but otherwise it's not a big deal. I do miss ski-touring though
