this little taste of blood in your mouth

JVA.

1972

My Old Man and his buddies hanging out in the woods way back when.

I'm sorry I played your piano

Stoneskinksvanmorrisonoverload. I can't get enough of these kids.


I drink beer again, and that's allright.

de Ronde, pdx. 2011

There isn't much to say about it, and I don't have any photos.

Let's just round up and call it 8000' of climbing in a little less than 50 miles.

The Colnago is perfectly suited for a pleasurable day in hell.

We busted in a new team member. That makes me happy.

I simply can't carry enough food to fuel me. I took in probably 3000 calories, and still couldn't stave off an horrific bonk in the last 5 miles. I got all disoriented, went down too far, and had to re-climb a long, brutal section to get back to the turn I missed.

SeanBobs wife was at the top with a picnic spread. Soft cheese, bread, fruit, and beer.

The longest 5 hours on the bike I've ever spent.

Best part of the day:

A double Red Bull and whiskey shots in front of a Plaid Pantry. The clerk laughing at us so hard. Video of this exists and I will post it here when it surfaces.

I hope the sun is shining wherever you are. Today is going to be a good one.

ronde pdx

I quit my job. I quit drinking beer, for now.

I'm going to California in a month to climb Mt. Tam and eat fried pescado with our old friends.

The boys will be meeting some of their contemporaries, and mine. Important people, all.

In three days I will be doing this:



I rode about 60% of it a couple of weeks ago and nearly fucking died.

It's as bad as it looks, plus a bushel.