Rocky mountain high.
I don’t remember what I’ve posted on the site, and what I’ve just thought about posting on the site, but because I had a two year old flight credit that was about to burn, I decided to haul ass to Colorado for a couple weeks, just in time for for the first day of fall;
My first stop was to BV, to see my homies Joe Parkin (has nice hair), Simon Stewart, (shown here on his trainer, because he just had thumb surgery);
-and their BV Bike Company, not the least reason for which was to revisit the Shitbike;
I’m sure I’ve shared the saga regarding my efforts in getting the bike out of the clutches of BIKE Magazine when they folded, but it wasn’t inconsiderable.
Basically, as soon as I heard the magazine was going away I immediately called everyone I knew who was ever involved in the magazine to try and rescue it from the overlord’s clutches. In my mind’s eye, the building would be padlocked, and everything inside would be liquidated and/or thrown in the bin. Certainly, anyone who didn’t know the bike’s sordid history couldn’t possibly give a rip, so I knew it was a matter of time before it became landfill.
Luckily a couple of other people were hot on the case as well, and within a couple of weeks the bike was packed up and on its way to the shop where it proudly hangs above the bar today.
So after a friendly visit with the folks at the shop and a nearby lunch, my first day in town I treated my sorely broken form to a mountain bikecycle styled rip;
See that peak in the distance? That’s just one of like, twelve 14ers in the region, so with about twenty-four hours at elevation under my belt, my efforts to get the photo were not without effort.
I left my own personal bike at home, so thankfully Simon loaned me his fancy pants (and slightly mulleted) Yeti SB 140;
Seeing as I’ve continually been plagued by an issue with my right ankle, I was rolling wounded, but damn, if I wasn’t out-gunned with this bike’s capabilities.
While I was in town I was also treated to the annual 14er Fest which had a lot of stuff on display like this;
Which I suppose is kinda ironic as the last time I was in town was the same time of the year.
Better than all of this, we then took the opportunity to fulfill one of my all-time top five childhood fantasies, and went wheeling in the high country;
It was doing like a Make-A-Wish Foundation thing for a broken down developmentally arrested man-child.
Finally, I would like to direct your attention to the newest episode of Revolting;
You wanna know about a perfect bike day?
Of course you don’t. Or maybe you do.
At any rate, There’s all the news that’s fit to print.
BV = ?
I love the cat peeking in the plane window in your sketch. Is that a little halo on it’s head?
Yeah, that’s Buddy. He and I still hang around all the time.
I do hope Kay’s Dairy DeLite still exists in beautiful downtown Beyoooona Vista!