Last night, Mike and Ken came over to divide up the Team loot. We got a big gear order in, and rather than make me sift through it myself, those guys volunteered to help me get it all sorted out. They were paid in beer and bike bells. Turns out both guys biked over. They also both ordered, among other things, huge bike racks for themselves. Mike lives about 4 miles away, so it wasn’t a trivial distance to haul a 60 pound bike rack and an assortment of other swag. He was even picking up Al’s stuff to boot. He brought the Yuba, which is normally reserved for haulin’ his twin girls around. Why? Why would he ride a bicycle knowing that he would have to somehow make it back home with an awkwardly massive load of crap, in the middle of the night, and the temperature hovering around freezing?
Because he can.
As a side note, congrats to friend of Alchemist, Vivienne, of VerticalViv.com, who will be featured in a Daily Camera article for her prolific, and hilarious, blog about Pole Dancing and clutter reduction. Yes, you read that correctly. Check it out: http://verticalviv.com/