Getting Into the Holiday Spirit
Last Sunday my family did our annual French Meadows ride starting out of Foresthill. I’ve already written about how awesome this ride is and described the route, so I don’t think I need to elaborate much further. However, this year’s ride was a little different since we encountered a whole lot of snow. At least fifteen miles of the seventy-five-mile ride were covered in snow and ice. I walked part of the way and rode the rest after getting used to riding in the snow. At one point I slipped on some ice and fell over at a slow speed.
Nevertheless, I thought it was a fun ride, and we got in some great climbing. And speaking of snow, Davis might get some tomorrow morning!
Pictures
- We managed to escape the Hell Hole Reservoir.
- At the top of the first climb
- Chugging along sans snow
- Alex making his way through the easy stuff
- We came up that road in the distance.
- Maybe we should’ve turned back.
- Once we got to the reservoir we thought we had conquered all the snow.
- The French Meadows Reservoir
- Hey! We’re not done yet!
- Still more of the white stuff
- The beautiful snow-free view of the descent
