summer travels

Summertime heat and humidity = long am rides and gallons of sweat and gatorade. I the love the magic of long bike rides to clear my mind. After two hours, things start to get real. There is a simple beauty in the suffering and the post-ride relief found at the bottom of a swimming pool.

I recently went to SF with the little lady to escape the heat and dust off the 4/3 suit and booties. Surf wasn't big by any means, but damn good to see David, Amber, Jomofro and RG who made the trip from La La land. Mahalo to all. Damn, I love that city and I miss riding with my crew.


Here are a few memories:

  

  

until next time, beware the strange 4 legged ones.....