Via con Dios.

Johnny Utah: "Via Con Dios"
That was one of the final lines of the cinematic gem; Point break.
There has never been a more dramatic ending to a so-bad-its-good movie. The rough translation
from Spanish is: Go with God. Don't you wish everything in life came to its end with such
obvious conclusion? If you don't know what i am talking about, ask any Green Bay Packers fan what they think about Brett Favre. See if they have an opinion on not knowing when to quit. I on the other hand may realize when my time has come and then inexplicably... gone. I dont think i will suit up next year and race. I will still do the local tour-de's but im done trying to beat anyone from point A to point B. Im going to try and put some more soul back into my biking. I know its early but here are a few of my cycling goals for the upcoming year;
1. Epic mountain bike ride. I know this is hard to quantify, but i think the trip should be at least two, hopefully three days of solid riding. Part of the Northern section of the AZT would be ideal.

2. Throw a fixed gear alleycat for the ages. Or at least that people will remember two months later

3. Build a bike. Not just buy a bunch of parts and tighten the bolts. I mean build a frame, fork, an then bolt all the shit to it. This technically isn't a cycling goal i guess but it hits the same theme.






















The dead presidents in point break only robbed banks to afford to "find the ultimate ride" or the perfect wave i suppose. Surfers have this connection to the ocean that roadies will never have with the asphalt. Some mountain bikers have a small slice of it for the outdoors in general or for nature etc. But for surfers its spiritual, its got soul. I want a bigger piece of that feeling. The two times i am guaranteed that rush is: single speed mountain bike riding on a do-able trail, or riding fixed gears with the Street Kings.

Utah! Get me two!


Bodhi: What's the matter with you guys? This was never about the money, this was about us against the system. That system that kills the human spirit. We stand for something. We are here to show those guys that are inching their way on the freeways in their metal coffins that the human sprit is still alive.