White Christmas In Columbus

The white-death is upon us. Christmas Eve saw a plethora of the white stuff fall here in Columbus. The only nice thing about that is, I was off the next day, and have a sick hardtail with 2.35 Kenda Nevegals on it for snow-play. Packing way too much man in to a spandex shell, I hopped on the Titus and hit the neighborhood bike trails and wooded areas, making tracks through un-trodden powder. At 17 degrees, it was much less powder, much more ice.

The Nevegals are great in this weather. Low pressure (20 psi) set up tubeless on those things is like having a fat bike, only with just a fat rider. Cruising through the snow, I rolled out through the woods behind Camp H to Everal Barn. The sky was the kind of winter blue we rarely see here, since it is typically grey for 9 months out of the year. Once home, I was able to enjoy some freshly-baked "pan de jamon," who's fabrication was overseen by Jenn.

It was great to hear from everyone across the country via text yesterday! I hope you all thoroughly enjoyed the day. Santa brought me tools and a wheel truing stand, which of course is radness.


Merry Christmas, everyone, and have a great 2018 (with new team shirts!)