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Pugs on the Rocks

Posted: January 16, 2012 by jonnykman in Fat Photos, Under Pressure

The drainage line coming off of Summerset at Frick is perfect proving grounds for your fat bike. Too much fun!

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Here's a peek at the front!

I still find it a shame that you can’t buy a set of fenders for a Pugsley. I’ve trolled around the Web to see who’s making some. There are some wooden ones that look like skateboards for $300. Not the solution that I’m looking for. Stylish, yes! Functional, not so much.

I put a little JonnyK ingenuity into play and built up my own pair with a set of Planet Bike Mountain Bike fenders, two 36-inch pieces of 4-inch vinyl cove-base, 26 rivets, and a ton of love. Total cost is like $60 and that includes a rivet gun. Nice to add one to my tool box!

So I used the Planet Bike fenders as the skeleton on which to hang custom-cut pieces of vinyl

In the house! Talk about covering yer arse!

cove base to effectively cover the girth of Pug’s oh-so-sweet 4-inch tires. I made templates out of paper and then transferred them to the vinyl. I then pop riveted the vinyl skins to the Planet Bike skeletons. Pretty easy. Not full wrap-around coverage in the back, but this should keep a lot of the gnar off me. These should be great as this winter has been a season of mush!

I think I might call these guys the “Executioners.” The rivets give it a little S&M flava! On second thought, these fenders look like Darth Vader. Either way, I’m pleased with the results. Check them out!

There's a tire with 0 PSI!

Cold as all crap outside. A dusting of snow. Time to suit up for a sweet fat bike ride.

After two hours of tearing Frick and its companion slags a new one, I went from 4 PSI to 0 PSI! I’m at the farthest possible distance out from my house. Deep in the slags. No tube or pump. I put  10 ounces of Stans in each tube to keep this shit from happening.

Oh well. I got to reminisce about floating through the moto track around the radio towers and shredding the Irish Trail. Sissy little ruts just melted under my 4 inches of goodness. Lots of playing around on the steeps. So much to think about on my 2-mile walk home through Swissvale.

I patched the tube at home and added more Stans. I guess I gotta carry a tube and pump with me. Luckily the tires slide right off my Rolling Darryls. Way easier than the Large Marges. I think it’s because the Darryls have a lower profile. All’s well that ends well I suppose. Kinda weird my first flat on this bike in more than a year. My last flat was right in front of my house tooling around and I ran over a big-ass screw.


Wow, I’ve been whining about mud and balmy temps. We finally got a little snow. Maybe two or three inches. Just enough to start having fun on a Pug.

After sitting in traffic for an hour to get home, I headed out as fast as I could to get my 4-inch tires floating. I saw a few dudes rocking cross bikes. Suckers! They were cutting through it, I was floating!

I stuck to mostly the walking paths in Frick Park. Tooled down Braddock’s Trail and connected to the quasi single track along Nine MIle run to head out to the slags. I made figure 8s and sweet S’s in the gravel lot outside of the slags and spun down and then up to Summerset. I even explored the marsh lands around Nine Mile Run.

I headed back into the park proper and climbed Riverview to the top and circled the dog park and then dropped down the Bench Trail for a little more single track action. Total control. Pugsley was devouring it all. I headed to the Nature Center Trail. I avoided the wooden bridges as Pugsley has slow reactions. I kept it high and dry with a shit-eating grin plastered to my face dropping down to the Tranquil trail and riding along the creek looking up at the awesome purple winter sky.

I soaked it in until my toes got a numb. It’s gonna warm up later this week.

Cleaning up the Shoppe

Posted: January 2, 2012 by jonnykman in FaTech, Under Pressure
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I like wrenching on bikes as much as I like riding them. I’ve turned my basement into pretty much a full-service bike shop. I can’t remember the last time I actually had to take my bike into the LBS for repairs. Fall was super busy and Christmas whipped on by and my “shoppe” has become a bit cluttered. I’m feeling listless and in the “New Year, New Shoppe” spirit so I spent a couple of hours cleaning up.

I have 4 drop bars and 6 mountain riser bars of all brands, material, etc. If you want a free bar, drop me a line. I’m never gonna use them. I also found my BB30 bearing for my road bike! And I also found 16 spokes from building my Rolling Darryls. Man I lose stuff!

My work bench was getting out of control.

I also set up my new compressor and snapped a few tubeless tires into place on my Waltworks. My Spearfish is next in line for a tubeless set up. Nothing beats a $40, 1/3 HP, oil-less compressor from Harbor Freight. I could even start my own airbrushing business with this baby. Who wants a license plate with an 1987 IROC Z Camaro under palm tree at sun set?

This baby was a X-Mas gift from my wife! I'll set up your tubeless tires for beer.

…as well as really great beer, maple syrup, and all the winter-wonder-riding you can shake a stick at!  Happy New Year from the Big North Woods!  Ringing it in in true Frick Park Kid regalia, there was fat bike riding and a libation or two involved.  Mercer, WI is about an hour north of Minocqua and wedged between the Turtle Flambeau Flowage lake(where I was camped out) and Highway 51.  Crisp!, clean winter weather, great trail conditions, and all the frozen lakes you’d ever want to ride over, Mercer is definitely a must-do in the book of “Must-Do’s” in the Fat Bikeism arts.  Real twisty single track, snow-covered dirt roads, xc ski touring trails and the odd snow mobile trail make this place shine.  With such a mixed bag, I was happy to have all three chain rings up front, and the average spread of cogs in the back.  Fluctuating between 5 and 10 psi, depending, I was able to get a leg over just about everything from deep snow to ice and hard pack.  Great local bars tucked way back in the woods make for good night-time haunts that are only accessible by skis, fat bike, or snow mobile.  Pugsley Rentals at local bike shops about an hour away also make it easier to get out and give these trails a whirl.  I’d also like to give a shout out to my friend and local tour guide Adam Bramm.  I hope you “find your bike”.  Mercer, WI, get up there and ride.  You’d be stupid not to.

        

A dreary but pretty day on the banks of the Monongahela River

Pugs like puddles! On the way to the Carrie Furnace.

December is going down as one mushy month in Pittsburgh. Luckily, Pugs love the mush, but I’m getting a little bored with it. It’s been two solid months of goosh. When’s the cold snap gonna hit? Ah, I’ll stop my complaining now. Enjoy the pics of White Ops on her way down to the Carrie Furnace.