Flickering buzz

Well, here it is. My very own designated space for ramblings and impromptu discussions concerning things that make my brain hum. Bikes. They do it for me. They are my motivation, my inspiration, my blood and sweat. I resign to the label of simple machine; powered by two wheels, burritos, beer, good tunes, great friends and that special bite of mac-n-cheese that is hiding all the despicably unhealthy cheese dust. If you don't know what I am talking about, I suggest finding out. That is what this whole thing is about anyway, right? Heading out into the great unknown with but one truth: that you will be ruthlessly pummeled by the universe and in turn, will figure a few things out along the way. I am not one hundred percent sure where all of this is headed, but after serving a few years on this planet, doing my best to escape the reality of my own human situation and the clutches of the universe, I have realized that I am head over heels in love with several things. I love music. I love food; good food. I love letting go and saying fuck it. I love my friends. I love romping around in the woods. I love coffee in the morning and the cool side of the pillow.  And I fucking love riding my bike. There is nothing else that compares. You may protest, "No, there is this one ______...," but you would be wrong. Sorry, it's just how I feel. These things and surely many that remain unnamed, inspire me; they make me glad to get up. Each day brings the opportunity to throw my leg over my bike, leave my troubles at the trail head, spin home afterward wearing a huge, gritty smile and let these magical sounds float high into my cerebellum.

                                                     A picture I will never forget

                                                     <3 Two Wheels. Even Road Wheels.

                                                    Hometown Trails

                                                 The Author