It's early. Cold. Frosty. But sunny.
Solomon wants to go ride, I want to drink coffee. That bastard. Guess we'll meet at Stumptown.
Guess the Veloshop got jacked up a couple nights ago, some idiots smashed one of the huge plate glass windows. Molly may have terrible grammar, but at least she runs a pretty killer shop, so you should go buy some sweet track stuff from her.
I guess Portland's pretty spoiled on the killer bike shop front. Between the Gallery, River Shitty, Cycle-Path, Veloshop and Bike Central, if you can't find what you're looking for around here, you are a freak and what you're looking for is probably really lame.
Oh and hey, when did Floyd Landis become the man?
1 year ago