Snowman cycling

After a week of not cycling due to the foul weather I had to cycle in on Monday. The lawn was frosted over so I took the MTB and cycled part of the way along the Basingtoke canal. The canal was frozen over as to were all the puddles along the canal path which I took the delight of cycling over and listening to them crack like creme beulea.

I left the office a little late, well after six. It was dark and snowing, the moat around the office was frozen over and snow was settling upon it. As I joined Minley road I saw that my arms and torso were covered in snow which seemed to come at me horizontly as I pushed on. I soon warmed up and as I left the shops in Cove behind I noticed I was no longer the Snowman cycling.