I hate to admit it, but I lived (with a bike) in Kansas City through the whole winter last year, and have I never rode in the snow until this week. On Tuesday I woke up to about a half an inch of snow on the ground.
Last winter I was living at my dad’s, next door to my grandparents, so I didn’t really have anywhere I needed to go in a hurry when it was snowy out. The few times I did go somewhere, I just walked. This winter, I live 6 blocks away from my grandmother, and am working at a cafe 2 blocks away. The idea of walking 6 blocks to my grandma’s, then over to the cafe just sounded like it would take too long, so biking it was!
Biking on snow-packed (though not a whole lot) streets wasn’t so bad as long as I was slow and deliberate, much like driving. I really don’t know what I was so scared of last winter. This winter’s bicycling slogan: Bring it, snow!
