For as long as I can remember I have been an early riser. Generally, during the week, I am up by 4:15 a.m. each morning. Lately I've been sleeping a bit later on the weekends just to get caught up with sleep missed during the week.
This morning however was different. I was awake by 5 a.m. and at the park by 6. Yesterday's ride left me excited and I wanted to make the best of this day. My plan was simple...on the trails early, done riding early, meet Patti for breakfast, and then go home and do things around the house.
There are times when getting up early is very well worth it and today was definitely one of those days. I've always felt the mornings and evenings were the best times of the day.
Dawn did not disappoint. It was an absolutely spectacular morning. With my legs weary from the previous days of riding, it took a while for me to find my rhythm, but once I did all was good. Like I told my friend yesterday, "It just doesn't get any better than this."
The temperature at 6 a.m. was 29 (F) and I wanted to be on the trails while they were still firm. For snow biking...colder is often times better. I was fortunate enough that the snow was still firm which made riding just tad bit easier.
Breakfast with Patti was a perfect way to top off the morning. After that it was domestic stuff for most of the day. Finish hanging Christmas lights, taking care of the bird feeders, hanging a blind in the office, clearing the deck and patio of snow, and then, of all things...cleaning my 29er in the driveway and doing some simple maintenance on it and the Pugsley.
Now as I sit here in front of the fireplace enjoying a glass of wine, my thoughts drift to the northwoods and the hope that I can get up there next weekend. I'm also thinking about the rest of winter and what sort of adventures lay in store. As winters go, I think that this will be a good one.