Why I didn't go riding today.
It's a freakin' winter wonderland out there. With some (for Seattle) serious accumulation and more falling every minute (for 30-odd hours now). It's not quite the worst since I became a year-round-rider, but it's right up there. Pretty, though.
I was unable to ride, but that doesn't mean my bike has to go to waste. I built a SnowBiker to keep my saddle "warm" until the weather turns less Yukon-y.
I should have made him bigger, but it was 23F outside and the snow packed about as easily as sand. No matter, he's been absorbed by the surrounding snow already (took less than a day).
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In other news: I was out on the deck about 2 this morning and I got to see an example of the Xmas spirit in action. There was a fella running down the sidewalk, and something told me to watch him. 
He slowed to a walk as he came abreast of my building and then, after looking both ways, crossed the street at a sedate pace, then burst into a run for maybe twenty feet after reaching the opposite side. As he then sauntered nonchalantly along the fence around the Yule-tree vendor in the parking lot I reached for my camera, sensing good video in the making. I wasn't quick enough. By the time I had the camera powered up and aimed he was half a block away at a dead run with a 6-foot Douglas Fir under his arm. Approximately 90 seconds after he disappeared up a side street two police cars cruised by. Blind luck, or a meticulously planned extralegal covert operation?
photo: jarno schurgeis (via Track website) 
