The Seasons of Mountain Biking

Mountain biking is a sport that heads quickly to the top of the chart for me.  It's a bit of an addiction -- but as addictions go -- not a bad one.  For years, I would mountain bike as far into winter as I could.  This usually meant until the snow was too deep for my wheels to spin.  Happily I would then transition to another favorite sport of cross country-skiing.  In the winter of 2016, I was lucky enough to secure what is called a Fat-Bike, which really means large wheels, that allows a rider to roll through many more inches of snow than a traditional bike would.

In the summer, while getting ready to go for a quick lunch-ride, I left my Santa Cruz Tallboy LT in the driveway.  I got sidetracked by a phone call from a client.  When I returned to the bike, rain had begun to fall.  I quickly pulled the bike up and the abstract below was what remained.  This inspired me (as well as a number of good friends) to try another image after a recent snow-storm with my Trek Farley, Fat-Bike.  Almost exactly 6 months apart, they each tell a different, but interesting story.  Roll on.