i have fallen in lust and in love with the rockies. they are all i have been looking at and thinking about for the last 5 days, i have fallen damned hard.
i think i need to be near mountains always. ones with snow on. how can i ever go home now i know how much i love the mountains?
and riding in winter. mmm. is it bad to wish it was winter again, when summer has really only just kicked in? i feel like everything is just one big wait for winter. i am such a winter person. riding and apres and warm headwear (give me another winter in canada and i'll be calling a beanie a toque). powder powder powder.
i send a prayer to the snow gods: give me another good powder season.
then i think i might do a year of double winters. it's getting serious.
basically, this has the makings of a long-term relationship.
