I decided that I needed to start posting on a regular basis and Tuesday seems like as good of a day as any. You might find this entertaining, you might not..but I’m going to do it anyway.
I just finished a ride and I have been sipping away at this fine glass of Sailor Jerry on the rocks and I got to thinking. Pineapple’s reflection pool raises a good question: what do I think is worth talking about?
I realized that no matter how old I get, no matter what type of bike I am riding, I always love ripping through a good ditch. It could be on my big bike, my one speed, my bmx, or today it was on my fixed while coming home from running errands…there is just something about carving up onto those walls that makes your day better. I even go out of my way on my dorky cross country rides, to the most boring and tame piece of trail, just to air out of one of them.
A ditch as defined by Mr Webster is “a long narrow trench or furrow dug in the ground”. That doesn’t seem to do it justice. I look at this picture that I took of my good friend Dave for a definition. Two grown men riding little kid bikes in a drainage ditch somewhere in the suburban hell of Mesa, Arizona and it was one of the best days I have had in a while.
Find your ditch. Keep it dirty.