Awhile back a few of us decided to keep riding through winter. Other than the bitter cold, snow, ice, and lack of daylight, we could thing of no reason not to do at least one substantial ride per week throughout the winter months. Even though it’s not even winter yet it has been wicked cold all week so this was as good as anytime to get this thing started: our first official unofficial winter Saturday ride of the season. We met at the Bookery as always for a pre-ride shot of caffeine. We made our plans and hit the road. It was 34 degrees, but the sun was shining and there was no wind. We took off out Sagebrush Flats road on our way to awesomeness. But there are certain requirements that must be met in order to call your ride epic. As we happily made our way down Baird Springs and to Crater Coulee we were all caught up in the moment. Some very cool terrain. It was on our way out of the coulee where we ran into trouble. Picking our way up what was once maybe a railroad service road, now overgrown. I had just picked up a tumble weed in my cassette, at that moment, as Brian was about to warn of the dangers of tumbleweeds SNAP, not me, but Chance’s rear derailleur was now dangling from the chain. We were able to break the chain, remove the derailleur, and make a single speed of it. And it work surprisingly well, at first. We limped along with it all the way back up Overen rd. That’s when it started to twist in the drop out ever so slight, just enough to shift to a higher gear,and over tighten the chain. So we stopped to fix it. Then it happened again. And again and again… It was getting dark and cold. Oh, and we were out of food. And our lips were chapped. Just trying to set the stage as to how dire things had gotten. It was time to call for a bail out. Fortunately we had signal and a willing driver. The rest of us proceeded to fend off hypothermia by pedaling really hard all the way home. It worked. It was a long day, and most of it was awesome.