Groomers are fun, beach rides (all year round) are too, but I rather enjoy the random not-technically-legal-for-anyone- whatsoever trails the fatties allow one to get in and out of in the cold months with no one else around who may/may not be breaking laws on these same limbo dirt vascular systems. Also rad is checking out regular summertime trails in deep winter when there are far fewer folx out. I've seen more interesting critters around these spots in winter than any other season. Fewer people disturbing them leads to them bounding along the same trail, if not just for a reprieve from the deeper snow on the sides. Fox, deer, porcupine, coyote and bobcat tracks that seem mighty fresh. One year the river through my burgh froze over solid for the first time in decades. We got 18mi in, checking out islands that a few of us only ever saw while wearing waders or canoeing/kayaking by, and we had to ride up and down a frozen waterfall that was in the route. Had to in the joyful obligatory sense of course. What adult child on a bike _wouldn't_ do that?!? Not sure I'd wanna hang out with those who don't.
Are they the bestest thing ever? Nah, I still enjoy my susser and a good combo of chunder, flow, and jumps. But they're a different way of experiencing that pure joy of butt in saddle, feet on pedals that keeps us coming back.
Jan. 26, 2023, 11:20 a.m. - JT
Groomers are fun, beach rides (all year round) are too, but I rather enjoy the random not-technically-legal-for-anyone- whatsoever trails the fatties allow one to get in and out of in the cold months with no one else around who may/may not be breaking laws on these same limbo dirt vascular systems. Also rad is checking out regular summertime trails in deep winter when there are far fewer folx out. I've seen more interesting critters around these spots in winter than any other season. Fewer people disturbing them leads to them bounding along the same trail, if not just for a reprieve from the deeper snow on the sides. Fox, deer, porcupine, coyote and bobcat tracks that seem mighty fresh. One year the river through my burgh froze over solid for the first time in decades. We got 18mi in, checking out islands that a few of us only ever saw while wearing waders or canoeing/kayaking by, and we had to ride up and down a frozen waterfall that was in the route. Had to in the joyful obligatory sense of course. What adult child on a bike _wouldn't_ do that?!? Not sure I'd wanna hang out with those who don't. Are they the bestest thing ever? Nah, I still enjoy my susser and a good combo of chunder, flow, and jumps. But they're a different way of experiencing that pure joy of butt in saddle, feet on pedals that keeps us coming back.