whitebread

What’s the point in looking out the window if it always looks the same? Indeed, what’s the point of even having windows? Nine days, and forty degrees later, it’s snowing in the MPLS. The “civillians”, as pop would say, have all but left the trails, leaving a handful of us as the guardians of efficient transportation.

Anyone reading this who does not work to eat, eat to live, live to ride and ride to work should consider the following:
You really can do it if you wear the right clothing.

In case you don’t have the time to follow that last link, let me quote their site:
“The hardest part is the first 100 yards.”