Yes, the production quality sucks. Yes, it was so windy you can barely hear me but that was even more reason to make this film. If I can do it you can do it. The triple neck-punch of winter, wind, elevation. And yet there my skinny ass was, pushing pedals and gasping like a fish out of water.
“I know why you live here,” someone said to me yesterday after passing through. “Ya, this is why.” Crisp. Clear. Sandias to the south, Sangres to the north. Layers of brown on red on white on green. Smoke in the air providing an urgent push on the way home. Pozole on the stove. Find a rhythm and enjoy the moment.
“Get out and Ride!”
Twenty nine degrees here in central MA yesterday. Singletrack. Some snow, some ice, some mud, all roots and rocks. Studded tires and wool liners on head, hands and feet. Ninety minutes in the woods and didn’t see another person!
Yeah, get out and ride!
Sounds dreamy. I love me some MA.
Exactly, head, hands and feet, everything else takes care of itself. Ride on!
Check, check and check.
Wife and I have been trying to get bikes since July. All the shops here have no stock. The pandemic is making a whole lot of cyclists. That’s a good thing. We’re going to try Priority Bikes since they’re based out of NYC we might be able to get one here in NJ.
As for yesterday afternoon, they are raffling off a bike. Priority 600x. I’m going to make a film about this in the coming days. Van Duzer out of Colorado and his friend Dana who has a charity for getting kids on bikes.
Happy belated birthday.
For my motorcycle when the weather gets cold I have heated gloves, they
are awesome. Battery powered.
That is my DEFCON 1 option. Or just fly to Mexico.
Thanks! Entered the raffle last night!
About to release a film about the raffle.