Post-ride Beer: The Lament
This post isn’t really about a beer, it’s about the occasion that called for a very strong beer.
Usually the act of unboxing something is good. Christmas gifts, an Amazon box, or a birthday present. That’s not the case when it’s your bike in the box, after a long trip. I didn’t really rush into this task; I had other bikes to ride while the ECR sat dormant in its cardboard coffin for a couple of weeks.
Last year, I marinated in a glorious post-ride beer that I dedicated to our whole Latin America trip as I degunked and cleaned the Troll. Overall it was a nice moment of reflection. This time, I wasn’t so excited about it. Maybe the withdrawal has been worse, or maybe the trip was better and I wasn’t ready for reflection. One thing was certain, there were some nasty scrapes and bruises on that bike in the box. So when the time came, I knew I needed to blur the occasion to take the edge off. Maybe a whisky would have been proper, but working in the garage during the heat of summer requires something cold. Two beers with the word ‘imperial’ in their name would do.
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