I’ll have gotten nearer than ever to manifesting my “Street Bike Ultimate,” however on this harsh, unforgiving world you want greater than that, which is why I even have my “All Bets Are Off” bike:
I really like the texture of pavement beneath my skinny tires and cork tape in my naked palms, however when the temperature dips into the teenagers and twenties on the American Freedom Levels™ scale, that’s once I head into the woods on the Jones. And sure, I do know for a lot of of you these temperatures barely warrant placing on lengthy sleeves:
However to me it’s fairly chilly, what can I say? Sorry, I’m not from Greenland–although possibly I’ll transfer there after we annex it. Hey, the driving seems to be fairly good, and I guess the Jones could be excellent:
Everytime you see a Purple Bull helmet you recognize one thing pointless goes to occur:
[“Hey, look at me, I’m on top of a rock!”]
A part of me finds trials driving spectacular, and a part of me thinks they only appear like they’re humping and teabagging every thing in sight.
In any case, now that winter’s right here in earnest I’ve been leaning fairly closely on the Jones, and due to my strategic location I’ve trails just about proper out my again door. So when it’s frigid and blustery and snowing prefer it has been this week, driving remains to be enjoyable:
For awhile there it was additionally trying prefer it was going to be an all-Jones vacation break, as a result of the primary few days of it had been snowy and chilly:
Temperatures had been barely authorized, although because of the plus-sized tires I had no purpose to be nonplussed:
Bike path not cleared? No downside in any respect:
After all as soon as that snow begins to soften issues get messy, however with fenders the Jones could be positively unstoppable:
I actually ought to try this, although set up looks like a little bit of a course of. Within the meantime, my Designated Fender Bike is the Homer:
It is sensible for the Homer to put on the fenders within the household since I exploit it for every thing from metropolis transportation to road-type rides, so no matter I really feel like doing if it’s moist I’m ready. In a approach the Homer is the stunt double for all my different bikes, since it may well stand in for just about any of them in a pinch–aside from the Jones, after all. The indomitability of the Jones is such that I removed all my different mountain bikes, together with my customized singlespeed:
And its funds parts-bin counterpart:
Wait, I’ll have gotten that backwards.
Both approach, whereas calling the Jones a “mountain bike” is like calling Rivendell “old fashioned” in that it actually misses the purpose, it may well clearly do mountain bike issues, and having allotted with all its opponents it now stands alone within the wing ready for an additional off-road bike silly sufficient to come back and combat it.
It’ll in all probability be ready a very long time.