It is the first day of February and it appears as though the mercury has seen his shadow and has dipped back in his hole. On a day like today, the sun struggles against the wind providing only light. I'm glad I was able to get out and enjoy the pre-spring weather we were having. But now we are back to suffering temps.
Now I'm not really sure how, but my girl ended up with it. It's an early nineties Stumpjumper (complete with fukengruven sticker covering the top tube) with a vintage Switchblade fork on it. It had spent far too many years hanging in a barn, so I threw on an upright cockpit and my super-sized Brooks saddle. Fukengruven rides again. And he seems pretty psyched to be hauling my dirty laundry.