Sunny and 70 everyday sounds boring.

Your character is built hours from home with no radar to tell you there's no end to the rain in sight, only Speedmax and Mr. Tuffy and two extra tubes protecting you from a bad day, gloves so wet you'll wring them out if you can manage to make it to Jackoff's with a enough time for two bottles and daylight to get home, a Bic lighter in your pocket so drenched you wouldn't be able to spark a fire for days (if you wanted to), and warm faucet water running over your discolored pinkie finger giving you an instant moment of relief. The character is your attitude. The attitude not to whine and cry about being soaked on your day out. The attitude to not try to hurt yourself or your buddies in order to get home a little bit sooner. Really, a sign of good character building is to wait until the ride is over to make fun of your buddy (Molteni) for soiling his bibshorts somewhere while going up Rhine Road. Jesus, dude, that wasn't sand. Take a pill for that.

Have a nice ride.

Parabéns, Flavia!

Muitas felicidades pra você!

Heckawee Blog is Back.

Somehow, it's been months since Heckawee has updated its adventures, yet Heckawee, as usual, has not wavered it its traditions despite rainy days, broken clavicles, more bad batches of Cave Creek, many good batches of inspirations, and inspirations from south of the equator.

Tales of the 1 lb Supermax bbq sandwiches and the men who ate them will be told as will the tales of the men who did not eat them--these men have since handed their peace pipes over to proper authorities. So too will come the tales of the Professor's love affair with a busload of wine trail enthusiasts and Will's meatballs.

Rumors are circulating via Heckawee shaman that the Coach, Mike Magnuson, will be showing up to race this weekend. Stay tuned...

Here's a couple shots displaying Heckawee skills from this past weekend: