There are many things I forget, but the first bike ride in shorts and shirt is always a moment to remember.
My last blog is from the beginning of January and I wrote about the spring weather we had in that weekend. I shouldn't have done that because I must have jinxed things. It's the end of February now and there is almost half a metre of snow outside. Since January we had several periods with… Continue reading Digging through the snow, in search for spring
In the Netherlands wind is wind. And in winter the wind is always chilly. In my mother tongue a föhn is a hairdryer. Here in Slovenia a föhn (fen) is a wind from the mountains and that wind is always warm. In winter it can make snow disappear with the blink of an eye, in… Continue reading Cycling against a hairdryer