I went to fatbike worlds last weekend in Crested Butte. I only saw one handup, because I did it. It was a weird scene.
I saw Todd Well, it was way more fun to cheer him on now that he isn’t riding a bike with a big S on it.
There were some well dressed gentlemen.
…and some other fine costumes
Travis Brown is still really fucking fast.
…and it was really goddamn cold.
But there is no such thing as a bad weekend in Crested Butte, so I think I won. I’m now the world champion of squishy frozen water racing and I never even rode a lap. Give me my champagne, bitches.