|Snowy day on the Monon.|
I got the fatbike specifically for the purpose of riding in this kind of weather. Unfortunately, the rear wheel went bad after a very few hundred miles and I failed in my attempt to shame BikesDirect into standing behind their product. (BikesDirect: "you get what you pay for.")
Too bad, too, because this would have been a cool ride in the 3" of powder coating the Monon Trail yesterday.
|The ill-fated fatbike.|
What to do? They are 25mm, to be sure, but the Schwalbe Marathons on the Neuvation are crying to be ridden in the dead of winter. So ride them I did.
It was a balmy 18 degrees at 9 am heading north along the Monon.
|The y-axis got cut off, but that red line is running between 15 and 20. Green is the dewpoint, whatever that means when it is too cold to have dew.|
The plowing stopped suddenly in Broad Ripple, leaving me alone with my road bike and my thoughts in 3" of powder snow for the five miles to Carmel. A little more use of the trail made the ride back slightly more challenging, with random packed snow and occasional ruts from a mountain bike or XC ski.
Things went south as I rode south of Broad Ripple. Loads of rock salt had turned the snow to slush and water, but the noon temperatures were still south of 25 degrees. (Mission accomplished: three uses of a word, with different meanings, in the same paragraph.) Now I was riding with soaked feet in freezing weather. There were more than a few raised eyebrows as I heated my feet in warm water in the faculty lounge.