Tonight's pic was made above M46 just after sunset. Love riding in the ice and snow with my studded tires. But it must have been funny to watch me earlier do the reverse wheelie when I planted the front tire firmly in the deep snow--and the back of the bike kept going, with me on it. There is always that momentary pause at about the vertical-most point when you have time to think 'Damn, I'm gonna crash into that stockade fence.' Bwahahaha! Day #6.