Life On Two Wheels

Along the river and toward the mountains a morning shadow shimmers across the road. The rays of the first light jet through the trees and across a figure gliding upon the road. His breath trails in short spurts, petrified as it hits the icy air. All is quiet except the slight sound of the athlete as he summons himself for yet another days work. Soon the rest of the world will bustle with life as well and the brief simplicity of cyclist and nature will disappear into the everyday struggle of life in full motion; the errands and intervals, the appointments and intersections, and the deadlines and finish lines OutPaceTheRace

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

That´s a negative ghost rider, the pattern is full

Girona, ESP
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
2:06 PM España, 5:06 AM Pacific NW, USA

I´m getting the itch to get back on the bike, it´s kind of an addiction, but I guess if you stopped going to work for a couple days when you felt you should be working you´d feel as though something were amiss too.

I´ve been thinking a lot about what I´ve found elusive since the beginning of the year and It´s so apparent and absolutely necessary... I need to win. I need to win something, anything... just to win. I guess not anything, I´ve already won ¨something,¨ but perhaps something that people actually have heard about, would be nice. I guess this is what the plan´s always been though.

I´ve been forgetting to tell ya´ll about something, that I´ve found quite interesting, entertaining & all together life threatening. It´s RyanAir, similiar to King County Metro, but with wings. The fare is similiar... okay maybe not, but in relative terms it is... $20 if you book the flight a couple months ahead of time... for a ¨swift¨ride on the bus from North Bend to Bellevue and back it´d be around $4-$5. They (ryan air) use old millitary bases for their airports and receive funding from the little towns located a short jaunt from the nearest big city for the proceeds provided by lingering tourists... i.e Girona is to Barcelona as Issaquah is to Seattle (If you think about it, it´s an excellent way to bring airfares down, but the budgeting doesn´t stop there.) They use only 737s, so the aviators have only to be trained in the piloting of 25 year old 737s. Security exists but it´s so swift that you can arrive 45 minutes ahead of your flight and make it with plenty of time. Seating is Southwest style: first come, first serve. And the seats aren´t leather, and there is no foot room. It´s like riding a bus that has seat belts, the bus is a bit smoother though... But here comes the best part of all.
If you go to drivers ed and are trained on an automatic, yet are book smart on a manual... does that mean you can drive a manual? Uhh... yes? It´ll just be a real bumpy ride... Welcome to Ryan air. The take off is absolutely full throttle, no waiting around for air traffic control to give the go ahead, it´s all systems go from the get-go. Elevation 0 to 40,000 in 15 seconds. Unfortunately the take-off´s not too different from the landing. The pilot comes over the intercom and lets everyone know that we´ll be landing in 15 minutes... of coures this doesn´t mean we´ll be starting our descent now, it means in 15 minutes we´ll both be starting our descent and our landing. After 15 seconds of free-fall the pilot is usually having exceptional trouble getting the nose straight, so he lands it slightly to the left or right with one wheel before bouncing a dozen times and wrenching on the e-brake... at which point the nose finally straightens out. Everyone´s prayers are answered and the passengers break out in applause. After substantial skidding and a near miss with the runway the plane comes to a hault and everyone jumps up to fight for position euro-style.
Ryan Air... aka-pilot training school.