Some of my most memorable rides involved bad weather.  I recall many 
moments from a ride close to 20 years ago, where halfway into a 60k ride it 
started snowing, a lot.  I rode home 30km in what accumulated to 5cm of 
snow, on 35mm tires.  I used a small backpack with a water bladder and the 
hose froze and I was out of water/food.  I stayed upright. I smiled most of 
the time (when I wasn't displaying fear when cornering), and realized that 
such rides can bring one a lot of joy.  On the flip side, I probably had 
20-30 rides last year in perfect weather...can't recall one detail.

I would love to read your ride reports where defied the weather.  I have 
one below, from this morning's ride.

*"Winter's Revenge"*
*Distance*: 40km
*Elevation*: 400m
*Temperature*: -2C to +1C
*Disclaimers*: no photos (use your visualization skills!); lot's of talk 
about non-riv bike

I woke up at 6am and checked the latest weather report on my phone while 
lying in bed: snow/rain showers starting at 8am, wind gusts up to 50km. 
 The radar showed a blue/green blob heading towards me.  

On Friday I had taken the afternoon off to ride, it was 15C with very 
little wind.  Had a great ride on Leo (Roadini; aka Goldilocks).  Didn't 
ride yesterday (Saturday).  Rest of the week looks pretty bad (and I'm 
working, so limited time to ride).  I had to ride this morning...

Went downstairs and checked out the current conditions: it was still dark, 
moderate wind, dry roads.  I made tea and did my morning loosening up 
(stretching) routine as I contemplated which bike to take, scouring the 
multiple weather sites.  Leo, with her rim brakes, double drive train, and 
43mm smooth tires, or the Fargo with her 2.2" tires, mech discs, 1x.  I'm a 
bit "soft" when it comes to my bikes so I opted for the Fargo (just 
couldn't put Leo through what might be some crappy weather).  Neither bike 
has fenders (but they're on my future acquisition list).

I rolled out in the dark, just as the sky was brightening.  It rained last 
night but as the wind was picking up and I was riding right into it, I took 
some shortcuts on tree-lined gravel paths sheltered from the wind.  After 
30 minutes the wind was a steady 20-30km/h and I can see dark clouds in the 
distance.  They were not all too distant though, as within a few more km it 
started snowing.  As it was just below 0C the snow switched between soft 
flakes to hard pellets, but wasn't all that bad at that moment.

I wanted to keep riding as I felt a lot of confidence on the Fargo, with 
her wide tires and disc brakes.  I only had one small water bottle, so I 
decided that I was going to ride a bit longer and another bottle would be 
nice, and maybe a snack, so I chose my route and rode further west, away 
from home (into the wind and weather system that was now upon me, but with 
a halfway point in mind in a town with shops).

After a small roadside break, the wind started gusting to 50km and the snow 
pellets were coming down strong, and sideways; thankfully the snow was 
melting, leaving the roads very wet, but not slippery (at this point I was 
glad Leo was at home, clean and out of trouble).  Next few km were uphill, 
into the wind, with the snow at its strongest point.  I pulled up my neck 
gaiter to cover my cheeks from the sharp pellets.  I rang my bell a few 
times and laughed out loud; a very clear moment I'll recall for some time.

At the halfway point I turned right into town and caught some tailwind, and 
a bit of sun.  I filled my water bottle and bought a Snickers at a gas 
station.  Still snowing but not as bad.  The wind also died down a bit; of 
course, I'm now riding home, down hill and down wind.  Last 20km home were 
on soaked roads, riding through puddles at times, but as it was still 
early, very little traffic and the sun ahead of me, peaking through the 
clouds here and there.

When I got home the chain was dripping in black gunk.  A quick wipe with a 
shop rag and I brought the Fargo down to the basement for cleaning.  I've 
never had a bike so easy to clean: huge clearances mean wiping down the 
frame is a breeze.  One chain ring is easier to clean than two.   I look 
over to Leo, happy again that she stayed home.

I'm thankful I have the Fargo as it's not just my trail bike (I don't 
like/own flat bar mountain bikes, so this bike's main role is no 
non-technical trails in town), but is also my all-weather bike (to a 
certain point, but studded tires and fenders may be installed next winter). 
 If I didn't have the Fargo I probably would have still went for the ride 
on Leo, but when the weather turned I would have been thinking too much 
(rim brakes, cornering on slick-ish tires, and the clean up afterwards, of 
this beautiful bike), and may have turned around early.  I'm fortunate to 
own a few bikes.

That's it!  I realize this was far from epic, but I got a lot out of the 
ride (mentally) and wanted to share.  I look forward to reading your tales, 
epic or otherwise ;-)


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