Interbike starts tomorrow with Outdoor Demo West, and I feel a minor twinge of regret about not attending this year, if only because it’s not likely to be raining in Las Vegas.
Here’s the forecast for Bibleburg. And here’s the forecast for Sin City. I’m not certain that I’m up for 96 with a low haze of Marlboro exhaust, but 52 and raining? Again? With a chance of snow? Already? I’m sorry, but this is not acceptable. Even the aspens are complaining. I’ve only seen a few looking fashionably red and gold; the others merely look sodden and depressed, like leafy winos.
I may or may not be commenting on the festivities from a distance. I’m back in the VeloBarrel starting Monday for some extra-credit editing during Interbike, and one never knows how fast said barrel will fill up, or with what.
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No demos for me but I will be descending into the armpit (or is it anus?)of the world on Thursday. Interbike is the only time our Italian cycling-biz friends are all together in one place so I can visit with ’em, we just don’t have time to spend chasing around Italy to visit them during our summer tour season. With the World’s this weekend one wonders how many of them will be sneaking outta Lost Wages early so they can get to Mendrisio for Sunday’s big show? THAT’s where I’d REALLY like to be! See the race in Switzerland, eat, drink and sleep in Italy.