Jeff over at Bikejerks hosted the 3rd session of the Bandit Cross series. The ride was through thick and fresh snow atop a washed out gravel/sand road for about four-miles. The tire choice of the day turned out to be in the 700-by-something-narrow genre. Two riders of the sixteen chose Pugsley's, which turned out to be the wrong choice for the day; unfortunately you have to ride what you brung, and I just got lucky.
Only four miles, but grueling. Advice of the day was don't stop for anything; getting any momentum after a stand still is harder than stopping to rest.
I rode the Steamrolleur with a fixed 42x17 gearing on 35mm Nokians, but was pushing too hard towards the end of the night and would have gladly accepted a 18 or 19 in the rear, but unfortunately missed the NASCAR pit stop (#3 RIP.)
Somebody mentioned this shot has been taken before, but that was after I took it and I'm not going to let it go to waste:
There weren't any hand-ups, but quite a few toss-downs towards the end of the ride:
Three of the sixteen decided it best to ride home, bypassing the LRT. Since the side roads are nothing like they once were around the airport (read non-existent), we ended up taking the looong way around and ended up a bit disoriented in old Fort Snelling. A couple hours and several bonking's later, we finished the ride and began our refueling for the next adventure; the legs were dunn for the day, to say the least.
Chapter 2 (Sunday Sunday Sunday):
Went and fired a few rounds into Zombie Nazis up in god's kuntry:
All in all a great weekend. Legs are still recovering, but am looking forward to the next one.