A Fat New Year

As long as I’ve owned a fat-bike, I’ve ridden a fat-bike on New Year’s Day. Most years, this involves snow and ice and cold. Not this year (not yet anyway).

It’s turned colder, so the ground is once again frozen and the lakes are beginning to cover themselves with ice, but there’s no snow and everything is one shade of brown or another (so I kept shooting in black and white).

42km of riding around town, staying off the pavement as much as possible. Trails (both official and unofficial), gravel cart paths in the golf course (and sand traps too), some frozen beach, a construction zone, rail corridors, and some burdock-laden bushwhacking.

And then a beer.

Win.

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