What a day! Boulder was greeted by 60+ degrees and sunshine today...I was greeted by a 6:00AM shift at work...and later greeted by a stellar 3:30PM mountain bike ride after work. Truly amazing and beautiful. For the record and the curious, the trails are almost completely dry along the Boulder front range, and the Ellsworth is riding like the fine stallion she is...
Let's back up a day to another amazing trip to the the glorious Kings Soopers. Katie and I parked our bikes on the bike rack, as usual, and were greeted by a neighboring bike, an old school Fuji Y frame. "Man, they don't make em' like that anymore...for good reasons" I said. We cruised in side for our lima beans and corned beef, and when we returned to our two wheeled machines we were welcomed to the bike rack by the back-pack wearing owner of the Fuji. In traditional life is grand fashion, I greeted the gentleman and struck up a pleasant conversation. After several minutes of dialog surrounding bikes, commuting, and gorgeous weather, we said our goodbyes and Katie and I saddled our bikes and started toward our journey home. I too was wearing a backpack for the groceries, and as we rode into the sunset toward Williams Fork Trail, the man said in a wise yet soft and picturesque voice "someday...we'll all have saddle bags!"
Saddle bags, panniers, it's all the same. This encounter was amazing...only in Boulder.
Let's back up a day to another amazing trip to the the glorious Kings Soopers. Katie and I parked our bikes on the bike rack, as usual, and were greeted by a neighboring bike, an old school Fuji Y frame. "Man, they don't make em' like that anymore...for good reasons" I said. We cruised in side for our lima beans and corned beef, and when we returned to our two wheeled machines we were welcomed to the bike rack by the back-pack wearing owner of the Fuji. In traditional life is grand fashion, I greeted the gentleman and struck up a pleasant conversation. After several minutes of dialog surrounding bikes, commuting, and gorgeous weather, we said our goodbyes and Katie and I saddled our bikes and started toward our journey home. I too was wearing a backpack for the groceries, and as we rode into the sunset toward Williams Fork Trail, the man said in a wise yet soft and picturesque voice "someday...we'll all have saddle bags!"
Saddle bags, panniers, it's all the same. This encounter was amazing...only in Boulder.
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