Rush hour, West Yellowstone, November.
Today I leave for West Yellowstone and a week on snow.
In the past few months, I have rollerskied along the Summit County bike path in Breckenridge, up Lefthand Canyon outside Boulder, got kicked out of a private housing development in Bend, done countless laps in Sugarhouse Park in Salt Lake City and skied a sweet little bike path in Brevard, North Carolina. Seems they don’t see many rollerskiers in North Carolina.
This autumn I have skied carbon skis, aluminum skis, fast wheels, slow wheel, wooden skis make in New Hampshire, shock-absorbing tips, dull tips, new tips, broken tips.
Kick and glide at Cannon Beach, Oregon.
I have Catskied (www.catskier.com) the beach in Oregon, a dry lakebed in Utah’s west desert, a running trail loaded with mountain lion warning signs in Colorado Springs, a dry wash outside Canyonlands National Park and many, many intervals in my neighborhood park.
Time to get onto the real thing.
