Podium

once in a while, a photograph, captures a true moment.
our team, at a sponsor's place, hanging out the day before putting on a local race.

I don't know, nothing to say, much.    People raced, tactics, a bit of rain, Podium, Podiums are quite important, for sure.   

 

The women's fields were a bit small, next year, I want us to double the number of women racing.
The frickin men's 1,2,3.  good race to watch,  attacks, f' bombs in the sprint,

mostly a good day for all, a little road rash, and I hope the PC master rider, who  crashed hard,  I hope he is fine, and that his wife is not too mad at him.


Frodo was spent,   Craig and Natalie's rescue, he is a swell pup,  look for him at grasstrack, or come say hey to Frodo at NittanyCx, have a beer, ring some cowbell, Lets gets some Cross on!

cheers racers, d.

Ride on Philly

The land it motivates me.  Food, beers, art, music,  the weather, it motivates me.
not money, power,... I'm trying to get past the need for respectability.  a need for applause.

Stopping on a ride, the smells, beauty, a view from a ball busting climb, its more empowering than anything.  It is a truth.



I've thought a lot about my reactions and what I said, about being asked not to ride on Belmont Plateau.
and its hard for me because, when I get on the bike, and I see the world as a place to ride.  I tend to disregard fences, property lines.
Land, on a bike is,  a place to ride, not owned.  This brief freedom, rare.

an informal group of cyclist/cx'ers  have assembled, we met with the Government.
We talked like people, standing in grass, under a tree.  Me in my kit, and the others of us cyclist, all had pedaled over.  I told them of my route to the meeting, from Bala Cynwyd, to the Belmont trails, across Strawberry Mansion bridge, the boxer trail, to the short steep climb into the back yard of Macpherson house (1765).

an old post from 1/17/11  CR Picking Up Trash

I want us to have a place to ride, legit enough, clean, safe.   I'd love it to be more like a pick-up game of baseball,  more than, chalk lines, officials, time limits, permits.  I'll do what I can, to make my world, work in this world.  We have found a new spot, for PHLCX now to see,  how to make it happen.

Got out for a nice ride on the CX bike yesterday,  places like this, they exist inside the city limits of Philadelphia.

Ride on brothers and sister, free!  dlowe

my types

Rockwell Kent.
Alice Austen.

mostly stumbled across these people, and their art.  Almost, its the story, the hearts, their lives, that make the paintings and photographs, so much more than painting and photographs.


that's it, all I offer. 

Regards my friends, david.

Filler

I like the heat, I don't mind at all to ride when its hot.

I looked down at the top tube, at where the gloss was dulled, from the sweat drops.

I looked at my gloveless hands.  Resting ontop of the cx bikes bars.  I am riding into the sun.  And it's kicking down into the liquid seeping up outta my skin.

To finish the ride, as a reward, to keep pedaling harder, I'll ride over to Narberth.
I just lean the bike against the wall.   Walk in.   Pick out a couple of big bottles.
I put the cold bottles in my jersey pockets.

I swung my leg over the bike.  Bumped down the curb, headed home.


Nick Lowe - "Restless Feeling"  playing live @ WCL 8/8/13 a wee bit $$$ @ $35 but smooth, gotta go.


Cheers, d.