haiku-cross

bikes and poetry
look out, here comes a snowball
tasty hummus, Dave

Originally billed as fixie's revenge, it was more like a fat tire feast in the end. Soft snow and skinny tires proved to be a rather poor combination. Fat tires finished 1-2, I believe. Almost as many fans as racers this time around. A veritable gimp-fest under the bridge. Good times, as expected. The nordic-cross season is almost done. One more to go. Still possible to join the revolution.

Nice.

Hal kicked ass. Again. Can he do it in summer too?

Blinded by the flash, Tom ran into a tree right after this. Kind of appropriate, since his haiku theme, submitted earlier, was "tree eats cyclist."

Jonny N, haiku master.

Look for additional race reports and photos here and here and here.

OTT: Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Maps