Snowbiking – a Form of Meditation

Last night it was finally dumping like somewhere in the mountains. I woke up to half a feet of fresh powder and more white stuff coming down from the sky, made it to work safely (not everybody did today!) and was lucky to get off before 11am already.
This was calling for an actual snowbiking tour, despite the 30k run last night that I still feel in my bones.img_8039

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