But baby, it's cold ouside.

Saturday made for a bitter cold ride. I went out on the newly reconfigured Bridgestone. Reconfigured back to MB riding, that is. A new Dart classic graces he front wheel, some old Kenda mb tire on the back, new Exage Mountain rear derailleur. When I the the gumption, I'll put a flat bar back on it, and maybe, just maybe, the front derailleur, and if I'm feeling really into it, I've got an old Alivio crankset to completely regear the thing since I'm only running a 40t ring up front. Ah, but I digress.Last week on sunday, after my leg cramp inducing ride, I went out in the snow for 11 on the Bridgestone, the snow is what brought on this bout of wrenching, I am starting to remember how much fun offraod riding is and want to get back into it after 10 years of roadiedom.

When I set out I had planned to explore 2 dirt roads. Unfortunately, it turns out the Russel Road is what I had suspected, a summer-only road not plowed in the middle section that is like all too many back roads in Maine. The road was very rutty and made for a good work out with packed snow. That rear tire leaves a little to be desired in terms of snow traction but I knew that. I had one near miss with a rut on the side of the main road. It was a good reminder that you can't take the "surface" for granted in the winter. The wind did me in as I doubled back up Russel. On 126, the wind was so strong from the west, that I could barely pedal against it. I had planned a 12 mile ride but cut it short to 8 miles and change. It was 18°F, with the wind, I have no idea what it "felt like". I had on tights, Gore-Tex pants, Ski parka, fleece jersey, Duofold longjohn shirt, windstopper gloves, fleece balaclava, merino socks, and Salomon shoes. Feet cold, hands warm, head cold, chest warm, pants cold.