Specialized’s Ride 2 Vegas, Day 3


The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what we share with someone else when we’re uncool. 

The epigraph above is a quote attributed to the great rock critic Lester Bangs in Cameron Crowe’s masterpiece Almost Famous. The line was on my mind this afternoon as our entourage ate dinner in Panguitch. I was something other than cool today. I and a few other riders opted to skip the first 30 miles of today’s ride and just do the final 50. My concern was giving my shoulder a chance to relax and avoid some nerve pain. I’ve nothing to prove.

Nancy LaRocque, pictured above, is the Specialized employee who organized this ride. She handled an incredible array of logistics, right down to getting everyone to the start. We rode together today, learning just how small the world is; turns out she and I were at UMASS Amherst at the same time. We’ve got mutual friends.

What we shared today isn’t the point; it’s that we shared. Anyone with any sort of eye on the news has been inundated with reminders of the tragedy that occurred 10 years ago. What happened in New York, Pennsylvania and Washington D.C. are horrors too enormous to contemplate in full and too tragic to heal person-to-person. I heard someone say that 9/11 is our generation’s Kennedy assassination. Everyone remembers where they were and what they were doing.

When I think of those lives that were lost, my mind goes to the hole their absences have left in the lives of others and what the survivors have done in the years since. How does one spend a life?

Some years ago I had to have a difficult conversation with my parents. I was making a big change in my life and I needed to explain to them why. It wasn’t easy and their disapproval was apparent. Finally, out of exasperation, I told them, “Look, I’m on this planet once that I know of. I want to try to get this right.”

The bonds I’ve forged with riders are second only to those I share with my family. When the world seems most empty, most devoid of meaning, I turn to cycling and those friends.

I bonded today and in that, I lived as much as I ever have.

This is a day to honor those who can’t share anymore. Go for a ride.

Go for a ride with a friend.

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  1. Sal Ruibal

    “Epic” doesn’t come close to describing so many incredible moments on that voyage. The exact right chemistry of riders and roads.
    Some scary moments on the icy descent to Cedar City, great conversations and food from the Western Spirit crew. State-of-the-art bikes. This was my second trip with WS, the previous being Telluride to Durango on the Colorado Trail. Working with experts and having fun with friends. It doesn’t get any better.

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