Had a great lunch ride today... for a while.
Snow was coming down hard and the bike path was completely white. Good times for a guy on a bike. Eventually, though, the slickeriness got the best of me and I went down. The wind was so strong that, at one point, it swept my front tire out from under me and I found myself tumbling across the pavement.
I was fine. No long term injuries or anything. But to add insult to injury, my fender eventually captured enough snow to completely lock up my front wheel. After turning back to head to the office, I had to keep getting off the bike to clean out the fender. Otherwise, it just kept locking up on me.

It wasn't the most fun ride of the year. But at least I gave it a try!

Get out there.


  1. Wow, welcome to my world. Now you know what it's like to ride on snow with 30-50 mph winds coming off Lake Superior. It must be a learned skill because it doesn't seem that hard to do anymore. Luckily it's colder up here most of the time so we don't get the really wet snow that builds up in the fenders. Although one day last week the wheels were barely turning without a ton of effort for the last mile or so. Good times!

    1. That blows my mind that it even becomes a skill. It just felt completely out of control to me. We had 50mph gusts that day. And I just felt like it was impossible to even manage. I'm impressed that you do it regularly!

  2. I've had some rides like that. One day in Colorado a coworker exclaimed: "You're going to crash on the ice!" after one particularly nasty morning commute and I replied (because I had enough data by then) that I crashed on the ice an average of once a day. You eventually just learn to fall an not get hurt. Just make sure you stop crashing once the snow and ice is gone. It hurts a lot more.