Bridge of the Gods Must Be Crazy

Bridge of the Gods Must Be Crazy

What can be said about our ride that hasn’t already been said. Just some super important influential cyclists riding PROBABLY THE HARDEST RIDE ANYONE HAS EVER DONE talking about the super important projects that we’re all going to blog and tweet and instagram for eachother to help solidify the syngergization of our YOLO branding collabos. No big whoop.

Drivel. When one feels the need to keep talking, even when everything that needs to be said has already been said. This is where we find ourselves today. But rather than say nothing, we’ve chosen to give you a bunch of words that mean nothing. Formatted nicely. To appear as art.

“When one seeks complete lack of saturation, that is when the soul becomes fully saturated with lack of color. For it is when man (or women, whatever, I guess they ride too) becomes both all and nothing at once, it’s when something whence into the nothing or something else.”

The above sentence is nonsense. But if we string enough words together in a nice script font with some grainy photos, we’re hoping that you’ll think it’s classy. Really fucking classy.