The West Coast is the Best Coast...

...Or so I'd imagine.

2 more sleeps, and a stop in Tucson till I'll be throwin' this bad boy up.


I need to brush up on my gang colors so I don't wear the wrong kit while I'm out riding my low-rider bike through LA.

Today I went out for a little cruise on the whip and decided to head south. As I was rolling out of town it started to hail pretty hard, right on my face pretty much. Sucked. So I was looking for some shelter and I decided to take the road bike, off-roading. In Bloomington there is this trail that used to be a railroad, but is now just this trail thing. It's like 50% dirt, 50% gravel, and 100% rad.

Rails To Trails


While on the trails, I realized that it looks a little bit like another famous cycling spot.

Paris- Roubaix's Arenberg Forrest


I mean, kind of.

The rain/hail/sleet that was coming down made the trail a bit nasty, and got my bike pretty dirty. But thta's fine when you have your own personal mechanic...


Not really, that's Andy Messer. I stopped by his house to wash it myself and he just started washing it for me. You should get yourself an Andy Messer.

Anyway, I have a seriously busy day of crap to do tomorrow. Like gluing tubulars, packing bikes in bike boxes, shaving my legs, I don't know... lots of serious stuff though.