Humble Beginnings

Thanks to my Pops cycling has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. I guess 1986 is the earliest that I can remember the Tour De France. Greg LeMonds win and the hunting accident the following year. I always wanted to be a climber. Watching those skinny guys climbs those mountains was just unreal to me. It’s still unreal to me.

Over the weekend we were looking through some old photo albums and came across a couple gems. I never raced when I was a kid, but I always had a bike around. As I turn 37 today it seems right to thank the man that has always looked out for me, and made me what I am today. I owe you much. Thanks Pops.

  • Great photos! I keep meaning to dig out some of my biking shots from when I was a kid, too.