In the end it almost dared to be spring while I was out. I managed to ride without wearing all the clothes I own, and there were hints of a break in the winter, at least until a final flurry of snow reminded me that we’re not done with the cold yet.
It was a standard classic ride with the trails either still partially frozen, or with the mud scoured off by all the rain we’ve seen. Fast and flowy in places the ride was a brilliant chance to be properly in the bike for a first time in months. For those of you paying attention the headset was firmed up and my indexing of the gears was closer, and less irritating. I loved the chance to ride again.

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