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There is a classic tune that encapsulates what is going on in the heads of skiers every fall: “Anticipation! Anticipation!” (Carly Simon by the way is the one that does a much better job of it then the version I just belted out). What kind of winter will it be? A big one? A drought? A normal winter? When will it arrive? And when will it end? And will I have to shovel the dang roof again? Of course everyone has their theories.

Ever since a series of major forest fires hit our region, including the Caldor Fire which burned all the way from near Placerville to South Lake Tahoe, the issue of our overly dense forests leading to more conflagrations has been a top concern for the region.

While riding the Tahoe XC trails today I was reminded that the next six weeks are perhaps the most wonderful time to be riding the trails. The thunderstorms have wet down the dust creating brown pow, the trails are quieter during this time as families go back to the routine of school, mosquitos apparently are also going back to school because they are disappearing, and the temperatures between now and the end of September are smack dab in the middle of the Goldilocks zone–not too hot, not too cold.