When I started biking in Switzerland we had one of the wettest autumns ever. Every time we went out I ended up either skidding on mud or slipping on wet rocks before I crashed. For the first couple of months I believe I averaged about 5 crashes per run. When the weather finally gave us a break and I rode dry single trail for the first time, everything felt easy and flowy. Now, I do prefer to ride dry trails, but there is something about going out riding in grim weather. The air is fresh and the landscape looks raw. Last week, on a rainy and foggy day, me and Fredrik decided on doing the Furenalp trail.