I don't use the word epic often. Mostly because there isn't a whole lot of riding in Fairbanks that warrants it. Today was an exception. The shop group has apparently ridden this route before, now nicknamed the Boardwalk. It is basically a constructed route through what would otherwise be a swamp. Today it was two miles or so of beautiful winter singletrack. Probably eighteen inches at the widest and packed nicely into a near perfect u shape that you had to strain to see in the daylight, it was heaven. It was constructed as a summer walking route, but the flow is still great on a bike. After a couple mile spin to get there through warm, but somewhat windy conditions and on snow that was great considering the temperatures, I was truly amazed. It was one of those sections of riding that passes so fast that you have to stop and think when you get done, because you realize you have been on autopilot flow overload for what was probably lots longer than it seemed. The trees broke the windy conditions wonderfully and except for a group of people walking a dog, we had it all to ourselves.
I was so enthused that I hammered most of the way back close on the tail of the shop's pornstar monikered rabbit. He finally rode me off about a mile from the finish, which was fine because it started snowing like winter was actually trying to accomplish something and I could barely see. I was all alone between speedy and everyone else in conditions I was squinting against and I had one of those perfect "this is why I ride" moments. Maybe tomorrow I'll go back and try to get some pictures. It would actually be something worth posting.