We rode north into the wind for several miles, pedaling through small draws for creek outflows, over clear smooth ice, and around tufts of grass. In places, our tires broke through the thin white ice and dropped to the frozen layer just below. After a few miles, noses were frozen and we turned back to the south. In the distance, two foxes stopped to watch us when Rose howled to them. We were in a wilderness a quarter mile away from south Anchorage. All was quiet except for the sound of the studs gripping into the ice and the occasional break through to the lower frozen levels.
Dressing for success: fleece balaclava, 2 heavy layers under synthetic down, wool liners in lobster gloves, long johns, ski pants, insulated skirt, 2 pairs wool socks, and stormtrooper sorels. Plus sunglasses because the sun is at a very long angle these days.
Here are some of the highlights of each month of 2010:
January: Good skiing when the snow was fresh and great mountain biking on packed trails in the local parks. Never a dull moment in Anchor-town.
March: We skied out to Dalteli, a small lake in the Alaska Range foothills with a group of friends.
April: A warm sun made spring skiing solar powered and brought a smile to everyone's face. Even the ptarmigan got friendly.
May: With the return of the green came more biking and hiking, and gardening. This little footpath became a regular route on evening walks in Bicentennial Park.
June: When we weren't on the boat in Prince William Sound, we rode the singletrack trails in Bicentennial Park.
July: We spent most weekends and an entire week on the sailboat in Prince William Sound. One of the highlights of our time in the Sound were hikes through bogs with abundant shooting stars.
August: A silver-lining of the wet summer were the mushrooms. We spent many evenings harvesting boletes in the parks. This red bolete dramatically and quickly exhibited a change in coloration to blue when cut, which signifies a poisonous bolete.
October: Mountain biking with the Alaska Dirt Divas on the White Rim Trail, in Canyonlands National Park, Utah - an adventure with good friends
December: Santa found us in Talkeetna, bringing us more than we deserved and helping to remind us how blessed we are with friends, family, and a happy pack.