It was February of 2014. The Carolinas never get much snow, so when this whopper of a storm descended upon us, it was EPIC. 8″ of the powdery stuff. It shut the city of Charlotte down for 4 days. Nothing to do but stay home, watch TV on my BIG ASS 55″ screen (which was brand new at the time), throw darts, and drink beer.
Running low on the necessities (mostly beer), my room mate and I attached our saddlebags to our respective mountain bikes and ventured out to obtain more.
The going was slow. The layers of clothing I had on worked like a charm. Almost too well. I was getting a helluva workout. I was earning EVERY CALORIE of each beer I would consume that day.
We had to go to 2 different gas stations before finding one that was actually open. (Remember… snow and North Carolina don’t mix well….)
We eventually found a station that was open. I picked up two 6-packs, secured them in my saddle bags, as did my room mate with his two 6-packs. Our only goal now was simple: DON’T CRASH and WIPE OUT… A case of beer was on the line.
We successfully navigated the roads (riding back in the same lines we MADE on the way to the store) and got back to enjoy the best beer I have had on this planet in a long time… We place the beer outside in a snow bank to get it ICY cold and proceeded to throw more darts, watch more TV and basically enjoy a rare snow storm here in the Carolinas. Good stuff.