This time of year there is no urge to take a photo of anything. I usually don’t have much to talk about. We get snow. It starts to melt. People make ruts and post holes. It freezes. Then riding a bike is like a jack hammer. Rinse and repeat. No vacation. Just going to work every day.
California Street Bridge I think it is called … I may be wrong
Commuting in Missoula the Leader I named Lolo
Commuting in Missoula
Much like 6 years ago today in Missoula. But then I found plenty to take photos of. A much more mild climate in Missoula there were challenges. Like ice and wholesale yard sale crashes. But I did manage to take some photos of the commute.
I am thankful for the fat bike though … maybe I will stop and get some photos and stop bitching.
Boneshakerbike 
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