Power of Divas on Powerline

Almost 20 of us motored up to Glen Alps trail head, where we found clouds instead of the sunny skies of Anchorage.  But the wind wasn't blowing and it was warm, so it was one of the best evenings that we've ever pedaled the Powerline Pass trail.

Bonnie and Linda take a break for the camera.

pedaling through the first puddle

The entire group at Summit Lake

Bonnie was always nearby when I needed a good model in the photo!

The downhill crew before they descended to Hillside parking lot.

A big hello to Diva Linda ~ we're thinking about ya and sending tons of well wishes and good thoughts to you and your family!

Powerline in the fog

A little fog doesn't deter the Divas

powering up powerline

Divas are like the postal service - a little wind, clouds, and sprinkles didn't keep us from our appointed duty to ride up Powerline Trail last Wednesday.

Another wonderful evening on a bike

The emails this morning after riding Powerline had the subject line "Another wonderful day on a bike." I agree that the ride last evening was great. But Powerline is my favorite Divas ride each summer so I may not be an objective reviewer. The weather and scenery were so beautiful that I didn't even make it to the lake. I won't sign up to lead this ride again because I stop too much to take photographs. Thanks to Wendy for leading the 2nd group; I like to think that I was leading the sightseers at the back of the pack.

This was the first Powerline ride where the majority - the vast majority - of Divas descended down to Prospect, Hillside, or other points to the north. Thanks to Bonnie for waiting to see if Jo-Ann and I were going to make it back to the parking lot. We'd like to institute a new rule that there have to be tea and cookies at the end for the leader and sweep (wait - how did the co-leader end up back with the sweep?).

Anyway, here are a few of my photos:

Powerline all to ourselves

The weather forecast predicted a blustery evening on the Powerline Pass trail, but Divas are not deterred by such pessimism. We're Alaskans, after all! Quite a few other people were also in the parking lot -- bikers, hikers, tourists, families -- but no one seemed to be venturing out to the Powerline. We had the trail to ourselves. And only a few sprinkles and winds as we neared the pass!

Happy bikers at the lake below the pass