With all the news this week of fatbikes getting more boingy and less bouncy I decided I should ride my old style one. It has no suspension and no carbon, but it’s a smile maker through and through. It always brings out the kid in me and fuels the stoke.
When I was 8 lounging on the beach I couldn’t have imagined I’d be riding bikes like this. I mean I was too busy working on my tan and making sure my bear Yogi was cool too. Hope your weekend is as rad as this pic of me from ’82 is. And by that I mean super f’in rad!