After a week of rain following by cold and dry conditions that left everything frozen but entirely devoid of snow, things finally turned around yesterday. The flakes started coming down mid-morning, and by about 1pm I could no longer just sit in the house and watch the snow fall. Enough had accumulated for a ride.
Great minds think alike. I noticed as I was checking FB just before I walked out the door that Nate was thinking the same thing I was. And I was pretty sure I know where he’d be. So that’s where I went. We met up on the bridge over the creek.
Rode through the new Royster development and down to the lakeshore at Olbrich.
That’s snow-covered lake ice, with the open water on the horizon line. About twice as much ice as the day before.
Snow art in the Olbrich path, with unfortunate Endomorph track. Perhaps the path itself wasn’t the best place for snow art. Cool though.
The snow started out dry and fluffy, but later turned wetter and the wind came up. Sometimes the full beard is not the advantage that some people think it is.