Remember When?

Remember when Paul used to ride? Those were the days. I came across this picture from BAF 2005 which made me think we need to get Mr. Doe back into the groove.


Getting out with Paul was always enteraining. Occasionally the entertainment came in the way of a cracked ti bottom bracket that pronounced itself midway through the Headwaters Century or listening his yelps of torment after enduring mile after mile of patented Giesbrecht foulness to and from said event. Most often, it was just being in the easy-going company of his quick wit and a self-depreciating sense of humour.

After a summer being a bike messenger and becoming a gym teacher he ironically hung up his cycling shoes without explanation. While still active in RRR's behind-the-scenes discussions and social gatherings, his absence on two wheels has been missed, and I'm not the only one to have said so much.

C'mon out for a ride, Paul. Don't make us go all intervention on your ass. It's the least you can do after giving me that chopper last summer.