So, we took a little road trip West to...basically the middle of no where Washington. Along the way we took in a cool frozen lake, got artsy photos of frosty trees, ate at a greasy diner and drank a lot of coffee. And we hauled our fat bikes.
Once there, where there is, we brewed some beer, made a mess, drank some fine home brew, went to the oldest bar in Washington and went on an awesome bike ride. We rode over some hills, along a river, through some mud, along some railroad tracks and did some freeriding through the woods. Yeah, road trips do not suck.