I biked year round in Yellowknife. It was easier and faster than plugging in, then preheating, then driving in the winter.
At least for in town, I’d only bike into the bush in the summer, but then again I’d use the sled in the winter, not a car.
Disabilities is fair, but what about the 25% of Canadians who’s disabilities preclude then from driving?
Secure parking is also legitimate, but that’s an infrastructure choice; we choose subsidize fucktons of car parking all over the place already.
Ok look. Just because you’re part polar bear, likely covered in a thick coat of fur to withstand the frozen death tundra of the north, doesn’t mean us regular normies can do it.
I was far from the only person winter cycling in Yellowknife, nor Ottawa, nor Montréal, and now, nor Kingston (though I had a -25° cut off this winter due to bringing my toddler around; I chose the temperature because that’s when kids stop having reccess outside).
One of Canada’s biggest cyclist YouTubers is from Calgary. Montréal has a ton of people winter cycling (and a low barrier to entry now that bixis are available in the winter). Edmonton has cyclist coffee hour year round on the bike paths. Winnipeg has a big winter cycling community as well (that’s second hand though, ive never been there). It’s been to long for my to speak intelligibly on how Ottawa winter cycling is going.
Maybe it’s my bias as an immigrant to Canada, but the number of people that think being outside in the winter is somehow impossible is mind blowing. I was fed that this country was founded on rugged individuals who brave the elements to eke out a living. This makes Canadians hardy, kind, and enduring. Instead I look at Xth generations and many have fallen into a contemptuous malaise where winter is somehow something to be endured, rather than embraced and enjoyed.
If you think that being outside is impossible, that’s fine. I don’t know you, your history, or your limitations. But if you’re interested in reconsidering your preconception, I’d recommend the book Frostbike by Tom Babin. Children play outside until at least -25° across the country, and colder the further north you go; the rest of us can too.
I biked year round in Yellowknife. It was easier and faster than plugging in, then preheating, then driving in the winter. At least for in town, I’d only bike into the bush in the summer, but then again I’d use the sled in the winter, not a car.
Disabilities is fair, but what about the 25% of Canadians who’s disabilities preclude then from driving?
Secure parking is also legitimate, but that’s an infrastructure choice; we choose subsidize fucktons of car parking all over the place already.
Ok look. Just because you’re part polar bear, likely covered in a thick coat of fur to withstand the frozen death tundra of the north, doesn’t mean us regular normies can do it.
I was far from the only person winter cycling in Yellowknife, nor Ottawa, nor Montréal, and now, nor Kingston (though I had a -25° cut off this winter due to bringing my toddler around; I chose the temperature because that’s when kids stop having reccess outside).
One of Canada’s biggest cyclist YouTubers is from Calgary. Montréal has a ton of people winter cycling (and a low barrier to entry now that bixis are available in the winter). Edmonton has cyclist coffee hour year round on the bike paths. Winnipeg has a big winter cycling community as well (that’s second hand though, ive never been there). It’s been to long for my to speak intelligibly on how Ottawa winter cycling is going.
Maybe it’s my bias as an immigrant to Canada, but the number of people that think being outside in the winter is somehow impossible is mind blowing. I was fed that this country was founded on rugged individuals who brave the elements to eke out a living. This makes Canadians hardy, kind, and enduring. Instead I look at Xth generations and many have fallen into a contemptuous malaise where winter is somehow something to be endured, rather than embraced and enjoyed.
If you think that being outside is impossible, that’s fine. I don’t know you, your history, or your limitations. But if you’re interested in reconsidering your preconception, I’d recommend the book Frostbike by Tom Babin. Children play outside until at least -25° across the country, and colder the further north you go; the rest of us can too.