Why Fat Bikes?
The short of it is that I hate winter but I try to make the best of things by cross country skiing in the foothills near my home.
But I am a mountain biker at heart and spend the winter dreaming of dirt. I discovered fat bikes at the West Yellowstone Equinox Challenge endurance event when the course was opened in 2012 to “snow” bikes – which is what they were called back then.
I left my skis in the back of my truck and spent the next 12 hours riding (and falling) in every conceivable snow condition on a Surly Pugsley named Mabel. It was glorious. Back at home, there was only one bike shop that had a fat bike for rent, in size large.
I didn’t think it was practical to buy one just yet… did I mention I hate the cold? I also have a tough time keeping hands and feet warm. But once I bought a pair of battery-powered heated gloves I started riding in earnest.
I begged, borrowed and stole time on friends’ fat bikes until I finally bit the bullet and bought a used Salsa Mukluk. When summer rolled around I still found myself reaching for my fattie, leaving my 27.5 full suspension bike to gather dust in the garage.
Fat bikes aren’t fast, but they are fun and meant for exploring – which is perfect for the rugged, wide-open spaces of Wyoming and the West.
Fat bikes are fun. Fat bikes save lives. Roll fat, roll strong.