Originally Posted by
jdswitters
Fat bike is again, the answer.
funny, on the coldest day yet this winter, there was a squirrel on the opposite side of the road that ran out in front of me at the last second. I was on my fatbike.
I had a squirrel run into my front wheel once. As he was riding around inside the spokes getting battered, I was envisioning all of those pictures of crashed cyclists. Then he ran out the other side.