"Sometimes I dream of flying. This is better. The world flows over my shoulders, the road rushes under my nose. A bike, an open road and a far-off destination. Happiness hits me like a ghost with a hammer. Riding takes just enough concentration to shush the internal jabber, while leaving one free channel for clear, honest thought. Nothing else does that for me."
- Dan Walksh, Bike Magazine (UK) Feb 09.
