Last night and this morning I rode my friend’s fat bike around. Last night it was up to the top of Pearl Hill, where it was proudly my slowest ride ever. This morning it was just to breakfast to watch a race go by with some shenanigans afterwards.
The different thing about this fat bike is its got drop bars instead of flat. Made for some neat sprinting last night but I think I’d rather have flat bars or at least wider drop bars.