The Sami, the legendary reindeer herders who live in the northernmost regions of Russia, Finland, Norway, and Sweden, have 180 words for snow and ice. That could also be said for cyclists who ride through the winter months in any northern climate. Because of seasonal changes in light, temperature, and precipitation, compounded by the increasing irregularities of climate change, it is almost guaranteed that no two days of cycling in the winter will be the same. That’s where a fat bike can save a cyclist’s soul.
Some may think that riding a bike in the winter sounds like the worst possible kind of teeth-shattering hell. It’s true that to have a fun, safe ride there’s strategizing involved: What kind of layering works for single-digit temps? Studded or non-studded tires? Do my lights work? Will I kill myself riding on icy roads or sidewalks to get to the trailhead? More than summer riding, it’s essential to dial a ride in ahead of time because the consequences of a mechanical failure, like hypothermia or frostbite, are high.
But there’s also something profoundly meditative about riding in the winter, floating across a silent, monochromatic landscape. It’s a time to throw out the incessant Strava goals and instead enjoy the fleeting magic of winter. Ride on into the night, which arrives at about 4:45 pm where I live, and the survival-of-the-fittest Jack London vibe is exponentially amplified.


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