See? Crosby Lake. Pretty nice.
Brr! It was a little cold. But then I quickly realized that 1) this was also a flood plain and 2) these temperatures were saving me from wading through a treacherous creek masquerading as a paved bike path.
Check this out. Bike path:
And 100 yards later, "bike path":
But today, I got to tip-toe carefully over the ice and my socks and shoes stayed dry. And instead of messy, it was so pretty. These chunks of ice are under the surface, covered by another layer of clear ice.
I just loved them. But as much fun as I had, I won't be coming back here on my own anytime soon. As I was making my way out of the park, I saw a creature run through the woods. It was large and gray. It was either a wild dog, a big coyote, or a four-letter word that starts with a W. And regardless of what it actually was - and to be clear, I don't even know if it could've been one - it was too WOLFY for my liking. Let's just say my Garmin registered a very fast mile time for that point in my route and call it a day, okay?
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