Old Man Winter returns with a vengeance to Southwestern Ontario:




I will now pay homage to the Gods of Winter Tires. I will prick my skin on the razor-sharp carbide studs, praying that my payment in blood will remain on the Altar of Schwalbe Marathon Winters and not end up on the streets of my commute.

I have not forsaken you, Planet Bike, as I will now sacrifice a cow (in the form of a steak) in honor of your awesome fenders and blinkies.