Wednesday, September 24, 2014


Commitment, or whatever you want to call it, to get up at 4.30 am and want to pedal your fat bike to Telluride from Rico just to get to work. Commuting some call it. My commute isn't a short distance or flat: it's 28.25 miles and 2000 feet of climbing over Lizard Head Pass at 10,300 feet elevation. It's cold, dark and lonely out there. It's where I find my happy place. 

The pictures above are from September 24th, below are from the last ride to work about a week ago or so.


Anonymous said...

self flagellation, or self adulation?

Anonymous said...

You've upped your game the past couple of years. Good to see you riding strong. Remember, when our drive and abilities fade due to age or injury, the real rewards are the relationships we've built and the positive impacts we've made in our spheres of influence.
The old crippled guy

Jeff Hemperley said...

Words of wisdom!!!
Thank you Old Crippled Guy!