The day begins with no more than a few degrees, and a little bit of moisture in the air. We ride out to Kincaid Park to volunteer for the Ski for Women, where Lael will lead a brief yoga session before the event. The morning is crisp and cold. Although we are in a hurry– “nine miles, pedal!”– it is a good morning to be out of bed.
Packing her new yoga mat, and three sandwiches for myself, we ride out to the edge of Anchorage.
For 15 minutes of this. Ski for Women is a well-attended group ski event that raises money for women’s causes. Most of it isn’t a race.
After, we explore some of the Kincaid singletrack trails, after weeks of warm weather, sun exposure, and dog walkers.
In some places, the snow is completely gone. Elsewhere, bumpy glare ice presents a challenge to the non-studded.
We turn back, as the trail becomes heavily potholed with the tracks of dog walkers and moose. Deep frozen potholes are no fun. We connect with the Coastal Trail to ride back into town the long way.
The crispness has taken most of the moisture out of the air, depositing it on everything.
Until, the moisture returns. Suddenly, we are in a fog.
A reminder that our proximity to the ocean is not great, despite several hundred miles to the deep blue water. Cook Inlet moderates the weather patterns in Anchorage.
As most of the snow has melted, we cross Westchester Lagoon on glare ice and crust.
Another task not suited for the non-studded. Actually, the light coating of crystalline hoar frost provides better traction than the wet ice common when temperatures are above freezing.
As we near home, the clearing begins. This kind of weather comes and goes in Anchorage.