Here it is finally, Cyclocross season. It's been a few years since I learned to braze canti posts on my Bianchi and raced Surf City back when Tillford was just starting his legacy, Malone was ending his and Knickman was too young to drink the champaigne he won at Natz up at UCSC.
That of course was before the curses of this world sucked me in. A conversation with mortality put me on the straight and narrow. I'm clean, sober and tobacco free 2 years now and ready for cross!