So I was out festivizing, and it started snowing. It just didn't look like there would be any, otherwise I would've called somebody. It's just a few inches deep out there right now over a couple layers of crust, but its starting to accumulate in some places so be careful. Not much compared to what many of you further west have to endure. Thanks to technology I was able to document my tipsy ride back home.

(I know the colors are off due to the lighting and the camera etc. etc. but I'm too lazy to correct it - I am not riding on a blanket of frozen piss)


At first it looked pretty, but the wind was whipping it into my eyes something fierce. I had to don the sunglasses.




carving a fresh path on the manhattan bridge.This is first time I've gone on just the platforms, feet out of the clips for the entire ride






Look at the snow exploding against the mighty GT fork! a couple action pictures:






and when I got home, snow was crammed into every cravasse of my entire being.




Rode slow, took it easy, didn't crash, got home safe. and I got to play in the snow like a kid again!