Saturday night was an epic collision of arctic air, Fatbikes and driftwood bonfires, not to mention cheap beer and whiskey that, when left too close to the fire, was boiling and bubbling like the Olsen twins on crank. 15 brave souls eventually found their way out the the Great Kaw Sandbar, and thanks to the badass dudes at Velo+ in Lenexa, we had around 8 Fatbikes to choose from, including a Kona Wo and a Fatback...as well as my 3 Pugsleys. An official 'race' never came to fruition - it was 17 degrees - but I did manage to have a major crash whilst riding one-handed, ( my signature move) and this time I had to sacrifice the precious barley cargo to the river Gawds in the process. Thanks to everyone who made the effort to make it a memorable night - even though I have yet to remember any definitive moments - and next time maybe Team 8 Lumens will be represented by a far larger contingent instead of sitting at home petting their kitties and getting the high score on Ms. Pacman...
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