My fatbike makes winter fun. With several 40 degree plus days in the forecast, I felt the need to get some snow time in. Nothing special, just a ride along the Minnesota River Bottom.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
The bright setting sun made each bare tree cast long shadows in the deep sugary snow. Only animals had preceded us on this trial for some time. We worked hard breaking a path.
Jared used his pulk sled to haul his gear and my bulky -40 sleeping bag. His large snowshoes and trailing wake made him easy to follow.
I took my turn leading too. My smaller snowshoes and pack made my steps plunge a little deeper.
Finding a spot somewhat out of the wind we began to dig in and set up camp.
With the extreme cold and with darkness coming we decided to skip making a hot meal. I munched cheese curds, a granola bar and a few fun sized candy bars for supper. I looked forward to snuggling in my bag and watching "No Reservations" and "Top Gear" on my phone, but dozed off. I woke up about 30 minutes later to twigs snapping as something walked through the snow about five feet from my head. I'd guess a deer, but the snow didn't allow distinguishing tracks to form.
Posted by Heath at 3/02/2014 11:56:00 PM