Berkshire snow MTB

I was out in the snow today. Was anyone else young at heart or stupid enough?
Soft stuff, bit cold, but soft. Slippery just like mud and just as much fun.
Here's some pictures taken my local area.

Warfield Village.

Snowy scene. All it needs is a Robin. There was one. You can't see it; it's frozen to death and stuck to a tree. It's a fierce country when it wants to be. Only kidding, no animals were harmed in the making of this production.

This field had drifts of up to 50cm deep. The trusty Marin steed with its high clearance bottom bracket set up was a "must." As recommended by the "Kennet and Avon amphibious riders of canal paths 2001."

A trail nearby. This bridge was put in recently. It was more fun before it was installed!

My road outside my house. Snow 30cm or so. The car's not moving today.





County Lane, or should I say "County Slide," as it's not seen any grit during any of the bad weather so far. Still, it's all good fun - turn out of my road, brake and slide to the bottom.

Car driving, it's all good fun if you got your driving license in the 80's or before, cause we had enough snow in the 80's to throw our old Cortinas around and learn how to drive in the stuff.

4 x4 who needs em!

A bike waiting for a bus.

The top of my road before turning onto the hill.

The local pond.

Recommendation for snow riding:

Tyre pressure around 20-25-30 psi. Depends a bit on if you're a light, "blow away in a breeze" person or a heavy lump "traction engine" like me. Let the front wheel go where it wants to go in the snow, don't "vice like" grip it too hard, go with the flow. Wet lube for the chain, it seems to stop snow clogging the mech.

Post ride:

Throw bike in garage covered in snow, and hope cycling pixies clean it for you.

Remove cycle shoes and look for black toes or any signs of frostbite.

Run nice hot bath with some smelly bubble bath nicked from wife or partner, that makes you smell irresistable.

Soak in bath for two hours with large Jack Daniels.

Later on take deck chair to top of County Lane with said bottle of Jack Daniels and watch motorist trying to ascend the hill. Laugh until your stomach hurts at the mayhem.

Lush.