My sixteen year old son, Alex, said that he had never seen anything like it. The last time I had seen something on this scale was in 1996. No one living in the Northeast missed the blizzard of 2016. According to the local weather guys, last weekend's storm ranks 4th worst among all Northeast snowstorms. When I woke up on Saturday morning and saw the snow on the back porch piled up chest high... it became pretty clear that this was no ordinary event. People will be talking about it for years. It also became pretty clear to me that, for the time being, my cycling would be put on hold for a while.
|Surviving Snowmageddon. Took a ride to NMS on my 2011 Stumpjumper -- January 26, 2016|
I spend Saturday hunkered down with my wife and my son. A lazy day of watching movies and eating crock pot food. By Sunday morning, the storm had passed, the sun was out in it's full glory, and the shoveling began. On Monday, more movies and Netflix. By Tuesday, I was going stir crazy. I just needed to get out of the house. I wanted to ride my bike...and not just spin in the garage. I put on an old pair of jeans & an old high school football jacket (that has somehow survived for 26 years), pulled my Stumpjumper off of it's resting place in the garage, and headed out for a quick ride around the neighborhood. The quick ride ended up being a snowy seven mile ride to Northeastern Middle School and back. Not very far, but considering the conditions, it was satisfying...and it was just what I needed to beat my blizzard blahs.
Life is a journey, not a destination.
David A. Raymond -- January 30, 2016
|Wishing I was in Arizona right now -- January 16, 2016|