I am done. Since no one else posts here, I might as well start my own blog. Peace fish grease.
Kent called me early this year screaming, ” You ready, you ready for an Ellsworth?” I like a chump, said “Yes”. There was nothing wrong with my current ride, just time for some thing different. I am a sucker for “supporting the cause”. Such a sucker, I have branded myself for life with the symbol of the crew. Kent was hounding me and I ordered a large Epiphany in black with black rockers and a black bling kit. I have a little OCD(Big Jim understands, we were separated at birth), so when Kent called me and said he should have it in a month, I was less than thrilled. Good news is that I had time to unload everything I owned on eBay so I could pay for this frame.
Rumor has it that my wheels have arrived and my frame is being assembled in Oregon. I need a fork and that is in the works. Hopefully if things pan out, I will be wearing a BC/Ellsworth kit while riding an Ellsworth.
This is my fishing buddy, Chris. He would definitely fit in with the Bikechain crew. He is Rule #5. This guy is going to get his head cut open for a third time due to a stubborn brain tumor and cyst. Imagine being sea-sick for two years on and off, I would have killed myself by now. The reason I bring this up is because I plan on using his and Wrecking Ball’s situation as perspective this year. It makes me realize I have no reason to bitch, piss and moan, cry, or complain about anything.
Went to Publix. Saw a great friend. Went for a “couldn’t get the tires to break loose” two hour ride on my bike, the orange Turner is now officially off the chopping block, sorry Chris. Made a turkey sandwich. Had me two Oskar Blues Dale’s Pale Ales. Two of those after a ride will make you buy a Park Truing Stand(always wanted one) and a Paul’s Components cycling cap. Good day.