Let It Blow

Face the wind, so when fortune blows your way
You will see it coming.

James Kelly

I live on the down-slope of the Rocky Mountains and there are days when the wind blows so hard that when headed in the right direction, you don't even have to pedal to make some pretty good time. The human voice doesn't carry too well on this wind but if you listen, you can usually hear some pretty imaginative swearing when headed into it.

Lets face it, you can justify a few windy days by saying to yourself that it can only make you stronger and if race day has a nasty blow, you'll be ready. That being said, after a couple of long days in a row of forty to fifty km an hour headwinds, you tend to get a bit aggravated.

One of our group has a particularly nasty way of bringing on the wind. He's like a wind magnet. You can almost be guaranteed that if he is in for the morning ride, it's going to be a windy one. We have however, found a way to make this mutant power of his turn to our advantage. If his unique ability conjures up a wind on a day which was otherwise forecast to be calm, we force him to buy beer and wings at the local watering hole after the ride.

Good one eh?