The Heckler and i bonded today. we have bonded before, and surely we will bond again, but today was a big bond.

AzMikey, Cactusjoe, myself, byron and alex. good ride, nothing exceptional, National Up National Down, other than like a blue pill it gives me the great feeling into a great weekend. Mike led most of the way, i enjoyed learning some new lines from him, JB learned about king hubs, my boy byron can do things i will never do, alex endo’d. good times. beers at Doc & Eddys where Byron and i treated JB to some congrats-on-fatherhood Kiltlifter. Byron as always showed class stepping up for a guy whom he had only just met but took on my word.

while i cleaned little, the Heckler and i bonded today. We committed, all-fucking-in committed, to the lift just past the spur with Morman and the lift at the bottom of the Upper Waterfall and the lift going back up from BV. I was up and over all of them comfortably, and simply continuing to spin is the next hurdle. i have cleaned them all, and i have crashed backwards horribly on them all. i can do this, i need to remember to believe, the Heckler will care for me if i can fight off the mind fuck and commit.

tday is my favorite holiday, i am thankful for my bike.