Today, I’m sharing the story of how Bucksaw, our full-suspension fatbike, came to be. Grab a cup of coffee…or perhaps a pint…and immerse yourself in some fully-suspended fatbike history.
There’s something magical about spending the night out alone, in the wilderness, with only your thoughts and your bike for company. Unfortunately, there seemed to be a fairly high internal barrier that keeps many people from loading up bikes with overnight gear and a bit of food to spend the night in some place unique: namely, Fear.
We continue with Part Two of Christopher Tassava’s story from the Fat Pursuit. -Kid
In the darkness, I tried to remind myself that moving was the only way I would get to the second checkpoint, but that eating and drinking were mandatory, and that resting was okay.