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Today I got pretty lost cycling up into snow-filled woods

A great ride up the mountain behind my house.

How imposing is le Saleve? It was mentioned in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein:

I thought of pursuing the devil; but it would have been in vain, for another flash discovered him to me hanging among the rocks of the nearly perpendicular ascent of Mont Saleve

Perfect. A beautiful, sunny, crisp day. I am weaker than Barry on the hills, so…