Kind of like Lemmon

I got back on the bike yesterday for the first time since the AZT. The legs feel completely recovered, by my knee still isn't quite there. After 2 days of rain and snow, I headed up into the hills to see what things looked like up there. Two hours of climbing in the rain and clouds brought me up to Gold Hill, where a solid 2 feet of snow blanketed everything. The roads were barely plowed, Excel Energy crews strapping on snowshoes and tromping off into the woods, and quite a few grumpy people were digging out their driveways. They seemed displeased that I was enjoying myself.