Atomic Ice Vikings

For Trent

A couple of years ago I left Chicago for New Mexico in a 40 degree rain. Half way through Missouri, soaked to the bone, my uncontrollable shivering was making it impossible to control my bike. I called Trent to say that I couldn't make the trip any further. count me out.

He replied simply,

"Motherfucker you better find your inner Viking and get down here."

The following week of riding was amazing.

Inspiration surfaces in many forms