San Fran Cisco. Or rather, the Bay Area. These are my stomping grounds. And beautiful ones they are. It doesn’t take a skilled cartographer to understand the majesty of the terrain here, anyone will be transfixed by simply gazing upon it. We are lucky for our proximity to such beauty. A leisurely pedal down the road can land us in a scene no Midwest small-towner could ever dream of going. Our weekly training rides take us in and out of worlds completely different from one anther yet all the same in the level of awe inducing greatness. Get past the bridge and head north. after that, any direction you turn there is something bewitching and magnificent. The curves like female forms through Paradise drive, the shaded descent of Corte Madera, the post card worthy Conzelman Road or the ever famous Highway 1, all of these fantasy locals are but a ride away.
Yeah I live here. And yeah I love it.
Yeah I live here.