A Steady Wind

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Only real cycling talent I have is putting my face in the wind. Head down and pedaling, I push air out of the way with broad shoulders and chest. Today, just past the wind farm on Maui, heading towards Lahaina, the biggest gust I’ve been hit with stopped the bike for a millisecond, and threw me sideways. While correcting with a lean and getting back inline, Pam rolls up and says, “Hey that big gust of wind just then! I was taking a drink!”

“And you didn’t get blown off the road?”

“No!’

“Nice, I know I can trust you on my wheel.”

“A lot goes on back here.”

“And you got a steady wheel to follow.”

I’m riding a Scott Foil ‘till the end of the year, through tree tunnels, and will share the story once we’re back on the mainland.