




The cold pacific waters around Montego Bay. Kris and I's NMBS tour has reached it's Zenith, but not it's conclution. It was a little symbolic touching both coast, and thinking of the lessons I've learned along the way.
All that aside, nothing could kill our buzz we had from wine tastings in the Russian River valley. Sobered up with a walk on the beach.
Getting "sideways" at some wineries.
"Generous pours, mineral finish, bitey, smokey start, summer in a bottle, bouqet, toasty, nutty, lively, floral." Words not to familiar in the Mt. Bike lexicon, except "generous pours."
For those who aren't 80's car buffs, that's a Plymoth Horizon... with the sweet flames
Costello showed his short track skilz
Kris had another good weekend, taking second in single speed state championship.
Meagan riding away from the other fast chics.