Bike Fest 2018; just another day in the desert

Another President’s Day long weekend, another Chihuahuan Desert Bike Fest. Except, this wasn’t just another couple days riding bikes in the desert. This was a Bike Fest to remember.

First, there were the numbers. The 500 spots sold out in less than three weeks while many more people showed up anyhow(kinda not cool since the event resources can’t support those extra numbers). Thousands of miles were ridden while well over 17kegs of beer were drank. Smiles too many to count.

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Second, were the friends. I finally met Dave “Fixie” Nice, got to hang out with Barry from Richardson Bike Mart and see Jason with team Phenom. Although Keith, James, Hill, Laura and Paul weren’t present this year, it was wonderful to see all those friends who were able to make this annual desert pilgrimage. I also met a Little Fish and we swam together in the desert.

Third, the rides. Personally, that meant leading a brisk 30mile Rincon Loop on Thursday. On Friday, I was joined by Sierra to lead the short Lajitas ride for Dress Up Friday. Great to have so many participate! On Saturday, I swept the 58mile Epic Loop. While there weren’t any incidents to deal with, it was still a long 9:45hrs on the bike.

Fourth, the intangibles. The parties, the friendships, the sun and the rain, the costumes and silliness. Friends, lovers, families and strangers, all with arms around each other dancing the night away.

Was this the best Bike Fest to date? Impossible to answer, though certainly one I’ll never forget. A magical time in the desert, impossible to recreate. Guess we’ll just have to do it again next year.