Humpday Series

The road curled down in front of us.  You could almost hear it calling "Faster!"  I was in the front for the first time since we met, an hour earlier, to climb Rocky Butte.  The Zit, Nick would call it.  Mike and Michael behind me.  The fast guys.

These are the guys that show up every time.  The guys who never complain, pedal hard, smile big and challenge me to keep up.  And to continue planning little events like this.  They play along with the spoke cards and stickers and act like I've given them gold when they receive their caps.

Then there's the others, who matter just as much.  The one-timers, first-daters, and those on single speed Western Flyers.