
after a couple weeks of working around the farm and working on the house in iowa, i long for the shop time and dank green woods of the pacific northwest. talked to rachel after she finished the creampuff last weekend. hard as nails. long, hot and nearly bonked a couple times. even finishing this type of race is an accomplishment in itself.
i miss it all.the rides in the mountains and having the ocean a days ride away are a couple things that make portland the shit for a cyclist.
never take it for granted.
i love having grown up riding in iowa and it taught me to not fear riding in a tight paceline along a busy highway where no one gives a crap about your space on the road as a cyclist. no one rides in the wind like a rider in the midwest. the winters are hell and the summers are like riding into a buggy swamp but in the end that is what makes riding bikes in iowa (or anywhere in the midwest) that much more gratifying.
sometimes i think that all the cyclists that whine about the bike lanes not being wide enough need to ride in the midwest or anywhere other than a fantastic city like portland, oregon. all in all, i can’t wait to get back to the coffee, the bike culture, THE SHOP! i wanna build some bikes because now i realize how amazing a opportunity it is to be able to build and work on bicycles as oil hits $145 a barrel.
ride bikes!
fight for what you believe in!
peace!