Originally Posted by vtjim
My wife met me on the road near our house on my evening commute. It was raining, and right around 32 degrees.
She said, "Are you okay?"
I said, "Yeah. Why?"
She said, "The road is a sheet of ice."
So I put one boot down and sure enough it was glazed over. I said, "I
love studded tires!"
Dammit... I'm over in Williston, VT and this was my first winter commute to my new job.
The freezing rain caught me on the way home. I have pretty beefy tires, but they're not studded.
I ended up falling on the ice at a low speed in a housing development as my bike slid out sideways from under me.
"Mom, Dad, could I borrow some money to buy studded bike tires? It's a
safety issue!"