24 Hrs of Moab? DHing, Whistler?
First off, props to my man Gary. Cyclist extraordinaire, owner of more than one Moots. Yes, thats right - a sure sign of cycling style. Taking the family to Whistler. Downhilling his brains out. 40 lb bicycles. Pads. Top shelf. Took a little digger at the bottom of the gondola, back at the pub - no problems. This is what I call quality. This is what I expect from all of you.
Man, I need to get to Whistler…and Melrose Australia, And Germany, And Italy, And the Basque region, And Belgium. Man, too bad I own a bike shop - how will I pay for this all? Oh well, maybe I’ll raise the price of crowns. Just kidding citizens.
Speaking of trips, My sexy man Patrick sparked my interest in the 24 hrs of Moab. I’d link it if I weren’t at a level 4 buzz so google it if you wish. Its a granny gear production. I think the shop is going to enter in a team. ‘just for fun’ of course. And I think I”m bringing the Delirium T…bitches. www.knollybikes.com
Also, props to my man Butch for getting married this weekend.
