Life On Two Wheels

Along the river and toward the mountains a morning shadow shimmers across the road. The rays of the first light jet through the trees and across a figure gliding upon the road. His breath trails in short spurts, petrified as it hits the icy air. All is quiet except the slight sound of the athlete as he summons himself for yet another days work. Soon the rest of the world will bustle with life as well and the brief simplicity of cyclist and nature will disappear into the everyday struggle of life in full motion; the errands and intervals, the appointments and intersections, and the deadlines and finish lines OutPaceTheRace

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

The good fellow of the Northwest- Brad Lewis

Seattle, WA
Tuesday April 11, 2006

On Sunday a former team mate of mine perished as we competed in a criterium promoted by an earlier team of mine (Recycled Cycles). Ten minutes into the race he suffered a heart attack and subsequently died later that night. During my early bouts in cycling Brad was one of the most influential figures around. He projected a passion for the sport that radiated within the local community & played an important roll in the foundation of cycling in the northwest. Anyone who met Brad would consider him their friend, his kindness was an example for us all. I have no doubt that everything Brad has touched will grow to encompass the knowledge and passion that he has past on to it.