For a while I thought that March was going to pass us by without offering us the opportunity to get out on the bikes. However, the winter-spring interlude season gave us just enough of a break to let us get out for a ride on Tuesday afternoon. The sun came out; temperatures climbed to a balmy 3°C/37°F, and the winds slowed down to about 20kph/12mph. There are still spots of snow accumulation visible behind my pose in the photo to your upper left.
Cuppa's picture (below-right) shows the boundary line between the ice and the water in the bay. For whatever reason, many seagulls and ducks chose to sit along the ice edge, but they're not terribly visible in the photo.
There were a few other bikers (when I say bikers, I mean cyclists) out; we greeted one another with broad smiles and silly words such as: "There's another silly biker." Everyone was in high spirits and good humour.
I understand that my more southerly guests will think the cavortings of these Crazy Canucks rather absurd, but the truth is that we as warm as toast in the outfits that you see. In fact, the problem with many winter endeavours is staying cool enough under the layers.