I try not to let myself get influenced by weather, but after close to seven days of overcast skies and freakin cold temperatures for april, I can't help but find myself cursing when I first look out the window in the morning.
I'm having the ever-increasing fortunate experience of running into someone I know on my ride home. I'd like to think this has to do with more people commuting to work on bicycles, but in the end, I'm pretty sure its because every time I'm in a situation where I'm meeting new people, I always seem to be paired up with the "other crazy guy who rides his bike all winter".
Anyway, one of the nice aspects of running into someone on your ride home in shitty weather, is that you recieve from and lend some moral support to the other guy. As has happened on more than one occasion this week, I've found myself fervently agreeing with statements like "I'm so f#$kin tired of riding in snow, into a headwind during a snowstorm!". In the middle of February this wouldn,t be said nor would I agree with it if it had, but at the beginning of April is a different story.
This finally brings me to the title of this post, temperature gradients. Yesterday, we braved the Good Friday crowds at Louise to get some late(r) season skiing in. Driving out to Lake Louise, it became readily apparent that this cold mass of Arctic air that's been tormenting me all week, ceases almost exactly at the Three Sisters exit east of Canmore. By mid afternoon at Louise, the temperature had sored to 13c (I've got raccoon eyes to prove it). At the same time, Banff (50 km to the southeast of Louise) was 4c and Calgary was an absolutey tropical -5c.
Today, its more of the same, overcast and crappy. This time it really sucks, because I was hoping for a nice sunny morning ride with Bob down to the farmer's market, now I'm going to stay at home and just worry about whether the Leafs can actually win and important game for once. Habs suck.