"Fat bikes fucking rule" a guy yelled at me with an ear to ear grin as our fat bikes crossed paths deep in the tight treed singletrack of Fort Saskatchewan. I replied with a "hell yea they do" and I wish I could have that moment back because I would have thrown the dude a high five and I know he would have went for it and that moment would have been awesome.
What was awesome besides the interaction was the amazing snow conditions. Well I guess if you want to be picky there is loose sugar snow on a lot of the short power climbs. Well either that or I didn't have the power because my legs are quite sore.
The ride was the best one in a long time with low crowds on another warm Monday.
Hell yeah fat bikes. hell yeah.
