Monday, July 22, 2013

Not France, but . . .

I know nothing about cycling. If you remember, the first time I went mountain biking in my life was just a few weeks ago. I haven't been on a road bike since I stopped riding that Toys-R-Us 10-speed.

Every year this mountain town is host to the Cascade Classic. I've only ever seen bits and pieces of the criterium which takes place right downtown, just blocks away from the street where I live.

If you've never seen a cycling race. Go do it. It's it thrilling and terrifying to watch the cyclists speed by riding so close to one another if they move an inch, they'd all go down like dominoes. That may be a stretch, but it certainly looks that way from the sidelines.

This photo does not do justice to the number of riders and how close they are to one another. But it does give you a glimpse of their speed. They are a blur of motion and clinking gears as they pass by. And then they are gone. Not to be seen again until they make it back around the loop. Over and over and over again.

It's not the Tour de France. But it's still pretty cool.


  1. It is not the Tour de France. I know. :)

    1. I was thinking about you guys when I posted this.