We had a bit of wet snow last night, but not too much of it. Woke up this morning and everything was thick white, so my first thought was "I guess I'm driving today". (No studs or knobbies!) But I shovelled the steps, and it was about 32F and melting, and the more I thought about it, the more I figured the main roads would probably be just wet but not slippery, so I decided to ride after all. It was pretty, but very messy; lots of puddles. I arrived (5 miles) with grit all over my boots and pants legs, and a big gritty streak up my back. (My little rear fender just doesn't cut it on days like this!)

I cut through a parking lot on the way, which was mostly clear of cars but a bit slippery. At one point an SUV and I came around a corner about 30 feet away from each other and my back tire swerved a bit as I turned and slowed to avoid her. She saw me too, so we both gave each other a kind of nervous grin. It was not close enough that it was dangerous, so therefore it was kind of fun!