All I can say is, thank the Lord for ski gloves. I've written about them before but once again they've proved completely indespensible.
I had an amazing moment this morning - I left much earlier than usual and cycled down the Regent's Canal while it was still pretty much pitch black. I was wearing just enough of the right kind of clothes to keep warm. The wind, for once, was behind me. I only passed one other cyclist and there were no pedestrians. It just felt ... amazingly exhilerating cycling into the dawn, with a few dots of snow billowing about.
Any snow-related biking stories out there? Perhaps those in Canada can give us an insight?