Cover photo courtesy of Methow Cycle and Sport
By Justin Short
Riverside State Park offers some excellent terrain when it’s time to roll the fatties, so I haven’t been in the habit of driving anywhere when there’s snow in town, but I figured it was time to give the (Almost) Annual Methow Fatbike Festival in Winthrop, Wash., a go.
I’m calling this thing a festival because I like the alliteration, but you must know it’s a low-key affair that, in line with the event’s official name, is more of a “meetup” to keep the production costs as sustainable as possible. Erratic winter conditions have required a few cancellations over the years, and event organizers can no longer count on winter to stay wintery, even in the blustery north of the Methow Valley.
It’s as much a gamble to attend a fatbike event as it is to organize. The festival is a long-weekend affair, so you’ve got to reserve a room well in advance given that Winthrop hosts a youth hockey tournament the same weekend. All you can do is book your stay and hope for the best. Worst case scenario, the weather goes to hell and you have to reschedule your reservation for a week or two later or come back for the spectacular summer riding.
Managing the uncertainty is definitely worth the risk, because if you should happen upon the Methow Valley in prime winter conditions you will be confronted with what Jessica Robinson of Sandpoint, Idaho, describes as a veritable “Disneyland for fatbikes.”
The Methow Valley is known far and wide as a mecca for Nordic skiing, but it has also got a phenomenal network of separate groomed fatbike trails at multiple locations. Of course, by now you’ve noticed that I’m using the term “fatbike” as a single word. While it’s not technically correct, it has kept me from running afoul of social media community standards. We will tolerate no hate speech, not even against bikes.
The good folks at Methow Cycle & Sport in Winthrop kick this thing off Friday night with a fire pit meet n’ greet before a night ride on the town trails. That’s when you find out how many of your friends from Spokane are regulars at this thing, and you notice riders from the west side having a similar experience. The temperatures plummet as the sun disappears over the ridge, so dressing to stay warm while you’re standing around yacking with folks ends up being the perfect layering strategy for zooming around in temperatures that dipped very quickly down into the lower teens when I was there. Somehow, cold is always less cold when you’re having fun.
Saturday is the main event, and many riders come out just for this. Riders gather before 10 a.m. at the Pearrygin Lake lower trailhead for a pre-ride introduction to the trail system as well as words of wisdom for those new to fatbiking. A demo fleet is also typically on hand for riders to try some of the new fatbikes available at the bike shop. Riders scatter in all directions after cramming in for a group photo by the lake, and the adventure begins.
Rolling climbs reveal breathtaking, expansive views over the lake framed in by the surrounding mountains. The climbs themself are somewhat breathtaking as well, but none too daunting and totally worth the groomed flow trail descent that awaits. Zooming back down to valley floor amidst the jubilant hoots and hollers of my friends, I think this may be my best day ever on the big squishy wheels. Returning to the lot for hot refreshments next to the fire pit deepens the social element before heading out to explore another segment. We didn’t explore everything Pearrygin Lake has to offer, but it was still a very big day.
At 4 p.m. riders regroup at the bike shop for charcuterie, snacks and fizzy beverages until a fireworks show out by the fire pit. Afterwards, my friends and I rode across town to devastate the menu of one of the fabulous Winthrop restaurants. Then we went out for an exceedingly fun evening bonus ride on the town trails as the temperatures dipped into single digits. I was feeling no pain, as I had bought a magic flannel that was on sale at the bike shop—Club Ride, if you must know—and it has become my go-to layer for all rides outside of the dog days of summer.
Sunday wraps up the weekend with a ride in other areas such as Big Valley or Gunn Ranch. We went somewhere else that was chosen on the fly because it was an area that is not normally open to fatbiking. You may find yourself soaking in the reverie over post-ride burgers in town, vowing to make the Methow Fatbike Festival a tradition. For more info, contact Methow Cycle & Sport or check out their socials.
Justin Short is a world fatbike traveler, if by the world you mean Riverside and the Methow Valley.
