Man oh man. Betasso Preserve. This is the place that I first fell in love with mountain biking. I still remember the very first day that I rode up there on my old rockhopper and thought, "huh, this is pretty fun". Growing up in Boulder, I think there may have been many weeks where I spent more days riding Betasso than not. Ah, those were the days.

Anyhow, in all the hundreds of times that I have ridden this trail, I don't think I have once been up there in the winter. I'm down in Boulder visiting my parents right now with a new fat bike and I am so glad I went up there this afternoon. It seems like they haven't had much snow in Boulder, but the few inches on the trail today made for some killer fat bike riding. Check out the gallery below: