Sometimes, I think that living in a place where winter looks like this would be great. Road bikes in on quiet, wet roads and mist. Mournful music. All that.[vimeo https://vimeo.com/79559983 w=900]
But then I remember what it’s like to be damp for 100 days straight. I think I’ll stay right here for the snow, the fat-bikes, the ice-riding. And maybe throw in a little black metal, just for good measure.