I may be dating myself in reference to this album but that’s what this week has been. A good thing, maybe, as these past few days, my fingers have been busy tapping the sides of a coffee cup, not a keyboard. But all that caffeine and hanging out hasn’t been for nothing, as I’ve been quite the serendipitous slacker of late.
crazy - the crostis descent
When people told me this year’s Giro looked crazy, I didn’t fully comprehend what they meant. With the death of Wouter Weylandt, and stages that look like they could fit into the Spring Classics, the Giro has been both sobering and surreal. To add to the general insanity of it all, comes this article, which states, in part:
The descent of the Crostis worried Contador more than the climb to the finish on the Zoncolan. He admitted he had never seen anything like the dirt road section at the top and the near vertical drop off at the side of the narrow road. “It scares me,” he told Gazzetta dello Sport who followed him during his ride.
He was told that the race organisers will erect safety nets to catch any riders that may crash on the descent but said: “That doesn’t go close to the limit, it goes over it.”
sexy - pave.cc
I’ve been lucky [serendipitous?] enough to meet a lot of amazing cyclists at Ride.Studio.Cafe. Last weekend, Neal regaled me with stories of climbing the French Pyrennes [with a standard double crank] and at one point jerked a thumb over his shoulder at an impossibly slim cyclist named Raphael.
“I’m trying to get him to drink vegetable oil,” Neal said, “he’s killing us on the climbs.”
A few days later, I walked in to find out that Raphael’s friend is opening Pave Culture Cycliste, a shop that has
most all of the RSC regulars and employees [sorry, Rob] making plans to move to Barcelona. The store closes from 1.30 to 5.00 for a group ride that heads out at 2.15. Every. Single. Day.
Hola, Barcelona, HERE I COME!!!
cool - m. scott morton
I met Morton at - of all places - a business networking event organized by our alma mater this past week. He mentioned he lived in Harvard [the town], one of those places I have grand plans to bike to ever since discovering 1. a “Harvard to Harvard” ride on mapmyride.com, and 2. the Harvard General Store. Morton mentioned he designs and constructs furniture for a living and my interest piqued, I asked for a card.
So glad I did. Because, woah. His stuff is amazingly beautiful. I rode to RSC the next day to spread the love and Morton and his adorable son even stopped by yesterday.
And yes, when I get the legs to ride to Harvard, I’m swinging by his shop!
Enjoy the race/bike/furniture porn, and have a great weekend, guys!