And the beat goes on...

Silver City, New Mexico
January 22, 2008

The steady rhythm of country living plays along the hills and valleys of the high desert; dust gathers in the wind and immerses the region in a rich fiery rust colored landscape. A cracked dry road rises steadily through the mountains and trees into a pictorial country town on the edge of nothing. Known primarily for a massive copper mine lying just beyond the town perimeter, Silver City hosts the 2008 training camp for Team Slipstream Chipotle. The roads provide excellent support for the team as they set out each day with bikes in hand and directors in tow… The infrastructure of riders and staff bestow a pleasant spectacle upon the town; one that is received with a gesture of surprising respect and benevolence via local residence. Here in the sleepy mountain town of Silver City the future of cycling and that which lies ahead for Slipstream is assembled as the team and each athlete meld into one.

Does it shine in the light?

The way of the leg and pedal: click here.

Could you throw it over your shoulder?

"Sometimes you just feel tired. You feel weak. And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, try ta find that inner strength and just pull that ---- out of you, and get that motivation to not give up, and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse."

"I won't fall, I will stand tall, Feels like no one could beat me..."

...come on... are you serious?

Enduring Humanity

North Bend, WA
Sunday, January 06, 2008

When the leaves are brown and the sky is glum. The day is short and the rain is long. And the season is forthcoming… what does the future provide?
Not much, but watch Rocky IV and it all makes sense.

Every moment that I spend in the rain, on my bike, half frozen and nearly dead, confirms the strength of mind that I will hopefully draw from as the world turns and the seasons change. Each time I wake up and hear the rain as it troubles the roof I think to myself of the edge it bestows, and I realize that when the time comes for me to test that which I’ve spent months crafting I will not be displeased.

And so… let it be known that a mere 5 hour ride in the sun is not beneficial save that which is done in the sublime weather fabricated in but one place on earth; the epitome of the Pacific Northwest. It lies due east of Puget Sound and on the very blade of the Cascade mountains, where the weather builds, the sun never shines, the thermometer holds steady at 34 degrees, and the rain falls eternally. This is the building block of humanity where genetic superiority is established… Against the greatest odds and the most extreme weather in the world mankind perseveres.