On this chilly Sunday, Posse riders Tulip, Fatleg, and Monkeywench braved the cold to undertake a rare Posse adventure: the elusive Snow Ride.

Good thing Tulip and Fatleg both dressed in full snow camo – they were almost indistinguishable from the powdery drifts.

Tulip discovered the magical properties of ice.

Ice that he then attempted to steal (sans gloves).

And then he took a nap.

Fatleg and Tulip speculated whether a rock or the ice would win.  (The rock won).

And they lived happily ever after, counting down the days until the next Snow Ride!

December 5th.

Washington, DC.

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you know your ride is over when fatleg begins dancing.

this is a post about a simple afternoon jaunt around the mighty CJ that had no business being eventful, but managed to provide the posse with more little nuggets than my morning trip to the super bowl.

bleedy bit it while attempting to traverse a rock garden. yet, contrary to her namesake, did not bleed.
she also inspired us with her unique sense of fashion, pairing her riding attire with stylish leather boots.

fatty was sporting a new fork and was able to complete the entire ride without a mechanical failure.

and i actually received hugs from posse members without turning to stone. apparently, the curse has been lifted.

we explored a dog park, and pondered the possibility of a posse endorsed cycling event.
we made friends with no fewer than five puppies.
we crossed busy thoroughfares without being dispatched by negligent motorists. (some more carefully than others.)
we did impromptu trailwork.

i vote for more eventful non-eventful rides in the future.

be advised: this will not end until i smell the armpits of every posse member.

Yeah, thats right. We’z coming back!