Here’s a question: Why have you not been to Handlebar Happy Hour? Valet bicycle parking; check. Free Sierra Nevada on tap; check. Free food (wings, raw fries, cucumbers) courtesy of the Publick House; check. A second keg of Sierra Nevada; check. The opportunity to hob nob with the glitterati of the Columbia cycling scene; check. The opportunity to cast disdainful glances at the trogolodytic gutter-dwellers of the Columbia cycling scene (The Hawley crew!!!); check. These meetings only happen once a month so it’s important you drag your sorry self off the couch and find out what’s happening cycling-related in our fair city (and county and state). Also, by merely being in the presence of Derek Everling’s mystical handlebar ‘stache, one can acquire great power.
When Jose ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.