Clarity

I piloted my Kierkegaardian ship into an iceberg last week and many people drowned. The chorus of voices in my head is now a little quieter since the herd has been thinned: the crash had this effect.. the weak couldn't make it and therefore died off. I got dark night of Soul-ed. Ironically, I didn't see it coming. guess ya never do, guess it would defeat the purpose if you did.

Anyhow, here is a video of the Ridge Trail from last week.

Nostalgic

A desire hit me tonight, a small tickle in the back of my head. I know this itch, and I know how to scratch it... the itch is called nostalgia; she and I are good friends. I've found in my life that the amount of time nostalgia spends visiting is directly correlated with how well things are going in day to day life. Things good? Nostalgia stays away. Things not so good? You get a knock on your door.

So yeah, the itch... Tonight I popped a dvd into the computer, "The Collective", the first bike movie I ever really loved. I associate this movie with the explosion of '04 when the Natemare, Sades and I really discovered the joy of two wheeled drugs, the sport and life that is biking. When I think back to this time the biggest feeling that comes up in my mind is the pleasurable anxiety I used to feel when I wasn't riding. I was working in an office at the time, while attending school, but my mind was never really invested in either of those two pursuits. All I wanted to do was ride my bike. Thats it. So simple, so honest. The Collective reminds me of this drive that still exists inside.



No matter what happens in this strange weird life I always know that there is a constant. The bike. I guess this is the essence of the good life... at least for some.

Ride Report: Feb. 13

Blogger sent out an email, and I was probably the only recipient. They said that 99.99% of all Blogger users host their posts on Google's servers. The rest of us (the .01%) FTP kilobytes to our own private web servers or webspace. This math is unacceptable to the Google so they are discontinuing FTP capabilities for Blogger at some indeterminate point in the future... I probably shouldn't have deleted the email. Oh well. This just means that we'll lose the Blogger interface and have to find another solution, or just go back to playing with HTML.

Anyways, the early spring continues, things are blooming and the temps haven't left the 50s for weeks... amazing really. I took a ride Saturday and while it was rainy, muddy and slow I filmed a few trails anyway: