Took the time to bust out the Tomi cog.
The Hub pointed out that with slightly more effort I could carry more beer though.
Southern Single Speed Championships.
No brakes. Sauce for the goose, Mr. Saavik.
I have tested my set up as it is and will be. Saturday, I went out to the worst place I could think of (locally) to test out the stupid big gear, the US National Whitewater Center. As expected, it sucked. I exploded on Goat Hill and almost died a few times on a couple logovers. Once I get the SSSC out of the way, I'll put the Tomi cog back on the hook where it belongs.
In case you missed it, I got one of my best comments ever one my post last Friday. In a world where people no longer leave comments, it's good to see that I can inject enough misery into someone's life to inspire them to peck at the keyboard for a few seconds.
"Awesome, another trip that you don’t pay for and riding bikes that you don’t pay for, just so you can come back and blog about how horrible of an experience it was for you. I hope someday these companies wise up and stop giving you free stuff. You don’t deserve it. Plenty of riders out there that would appreciate something like this was more than you. Somebody needs to bitch slap you off that SS kid’s bike and give you a reality check."
I agree entirely. That's would be why I responded with just about the same reaction when the chance to go to Steamboat showed up in my inbox.
"Man, I'd love to do this, but don't feel I have the "clout" to justify the flight. There's gotta be someone better than me."
They still picked me against my best advice. I deserve nothing I get in life, aside from my receding hair line and free pancakes on my birthday from IHOP. I do nothing to hide my unworthiness. After all, I'm just a dude who plays a dude disguised as another dude.
Regardless of all that, I'm getting on a plane in two days, and I'm not coming back until I have an experience worth complaining about and some free stuff I can back handedly give my...
SEAL OF SEMI-APPROVAL