“SOMEDAY I’LL GET BACK HERE WITH MY BIKE”
Ever go on a trip or vacation or whatever and come across some perfect cycling roads?
What the hell am I saying, of course you have. We all have.
On my recent vacation to Maui I took a side trip to Paia – on the north shore – then headed up a twisty climb to a little mountain town called Makawao.
Every road up there was a cyclist’s paradise. Twisty climbs. Sticky, ink-black tarmac. Amazing, tropical scenery all around.
I should’ve been relaxing.
Thinking about family.
But those roads spoke to me. The cyclist.
Maybe it was the tropical heat.
Or the fact that I’d been off my bike for a week or so.
Or the many, many mai tais.
But as God as my witness, I will get back there with my bike and turn paradise into suffering.
I can’t wait.
Ha I know that feel, happened to me while travelling the Balkans. Also, Canada.