2003 Vanilla road bike with track ends and S&S couplers for travel
On the way from San Francisco to Pigeon Point
This is where I realized I am no good at altitude.
Bikes are really big here
Somewhere in southern France.
Some place as somewhere in France.
This is where I remembered that I was not such a bad climber at lower altitudes. And that it's easier to climb with hundreds of international fans cheering and pouring water on you.
Not so bad, those 21 switchbacks.
The first time I really felt how light can be specific to a region.
Waiting for the 2004 Cycle Messenger World Championships.