Something a little unexpected came back, holy living hell.
If this doesn't mess with you in a pretty major way, well, you're dead. Please accept my condolences.
Credit for and story on this amazingly suggestive painting here.
Okay then. Let's move on. Just forget about the painting. Please. The thought of you getting overly amorous with your mate and then blaming it on my blog makes me wanna throw up in my mouth. Get a hold of yourselves. We're here to talk about bikes.
And the important bikey thing I need to say is this:
Fatturday the 1st is right around the corner. We have a goodly fatbike contingent, but I know there are other Spokane/North Idaho fatbikes out pounding our local trails and tarmac on massive rubber, because I've seen them. If you are, or know of, a fatbiker in the area who might be interested in joining in, here's how to connect up: 26InchSlicks[at]gmail[dot]com
Hey! Pay attention!! Did you hear anything I just said???