Well ladies and gentlemen, winter has descended on Boise. The general thought that Boise has mild winters has been shattered once again. In my mind, it's probably been 8-10 years since we had 6-10" of snow in the valley stick around for an extended period of time. With our fairly low elevation (2730), it's a treat for those of us that embrace winter. My love for the season has wavered in the past years, from snowmobiling, to skiing, to snowboarding, but snowbiking (fat biking) has given winter a new hope in my mind. Riding the wide tire bikes in loose snow gives a new sensation, similar to riding a stationary trainer at high resistance and low cadence. With a high of 23 degrees and the sun shining, we embarked on a 20+ mile adventure. Below are some images of the day, enjoy!
Keep an eye on Fat Bike Boise for local information throughout the season...
The city plows most of the greenbelt in town, but once you start venturing out of the city limits the paths become less maintained and add to the challenge of staying upright. I have found with a 2x10 setup on my Salsa Beargrease maintaining a 12-15 mph pace is a great workout on hard packed or groomed snow. Once you venture into foot packed snow the pace slows drastically and the effort level increases.
Thanks for reading and enjoy the holidays! -King Donger..."Getting Tater’d in Idaho"
Well the "Donger For Life" crew made the trip to Portland for the 10th installment of SSCXWC and it was a whirlwind riot of alcohol, mud, strippers, and single speeds. These are a few links that have Donger Bros. featured in them...I don't need to write much more because all of these photos speak for themselves!
Spend plenty of time admiring the madness that is single speed cyclocross, because it's a lifestyle not a trend or a fad, this is Donger! King Donger.
Out for the season. That’s just the way things are. Involved in a face-smashing crash, all evidence pointing to a run-in with a car that didn’t bother sticking around to see if I was still alive. Wait, that’s unfair. Maybe they were the ones who made the 911 call for “car v. bike.”
It really doesn’t matter. What matters was that I ended up losing my front teeth, and splitting my face open from the tip of my nose to my chin. I’ll refrain from sharing carnage pics here, but if you ask nicely I can pollute your inbox with bloody goodness. A total of 6 hours in 2 surgeries (so far), bone grafts to fix my upper jaw, and my beloved All-City Nature Boy Zona is done-zo.
That was a real blow. I loved that bike. I was so stoked to race it at SSCXWC in Portlandia this year. Just 4 days prior to it’s death, I was posting on ista-graham about how rad it was. Teach me to tempt fate…
Fast forward a few weeks, and I’m healed enough to start getting bummed out about the bike and my inability to ride for quite some time. I get a message from King Donger that he has something for me, and asks if I’ll be around. I assume he wants to bring me a tallboy, or some new stickers, but I was so wrong.
You see, this is what it’s all about. King Donger and our buddy Thomas from George’s Cycles rallied the troops and put together something amazing. Not only were my teammates and former coworkers in on this, but people from the Boise cycling community- some of whom I barely even know!
And while I’m not allowed to ride for a while, I was able to go out, shake my Donger, hug some bodies, and heckle some foolios at yesterday’s Turkey Cross.
Bike people are the best. Hands down.
Sorry for the warm & fuzzy, feel-good post. I’m sure we’ll drown it out with more shenanigans, pics of racers taking Dong Dollars, or posts about balls.
Spent an amazing weekend in Oregon and rode through what felt like I was living in a Jurassic World. Austin and Damien were my gnomes through the loam on this weekend party in Oregon.
Ride your bike, doofus.
10/23 - Mens 1/2/3 start
10/23 - Masters Mens 40+/50+ Start
10/23 - Womens 1/2/3/4 Start
10/23 - Womens And Masters
I usually find myself getting on my bike to get out of town away from people and find a little bit of solitude, which usually leads to some pretty amazing views along with it. What I sometimes neglect to remember is that even a mellow pedal through town for coffee can lead to the same sense of wonder and appreciation of one’s surroundings that adventuring into the hills can bring.
Just pedaling the bike, trying to make it there in one piece, not looking for any PRs or rad lines gives you time to take in your surroundings (especially useful when keeping an eye out for distracted drivers) and appreciate just being on the bike. I was lucky enough to catch a superb sunset at a local pond this evening and took some time to soak it in. It’s not a spot in town I would usually expect myself to be finding an awe inspiring view, but It was an ideal way to wrap up what has already been a good day. Ride your bike, doofus.
A gopher riding a chicken is about as western as it gets! Only in my hometown of Boise, Idaho will you see something like this. At a rad small town western store called Hap Tallman Stokcman’s Supply. They have all types of cowboy shit including saddles, boots, hats and tack supplies. Oh…and Carol can fix buttons on my shirts like a pro…she is the button goddess after all! The gopher/chicken conundrum was just a bonus for the day. Plus the trails today where perfectly moist hero dirt giving the velcro sensation in every corner. Topped off with a bit of whiskey post ride and this is my wild West!
-King Donger...Getting Tater’d in Idaho.