Mitch - you rock

I would like to give a big ol shout out to my buddy Mitch. Without him I would not have gotten up at 3am on Easter morning to freeze my ass off riding up the top of Mt. Tam on his sexy black motorcycle. Us and about 100 others took over the freeway, and the mountain for that matter. Watching the sunrise over the city with a bunch of leather wearing strangers was one of the coolest things I have done in a very long time. Easter is the only day the park opens the mt. road before sunrise, and I wonder about that. I think a lot of people up there that morning were just so appreciative of the day, of the crisp fresh morning air, of the friends they were there with.

I grew up Lutheran, and went to church every single Sunday. Well the Sunday's I didn't have soccer or snowboarding or whathave you. Every single Easter morning for as long as I can remember we went to Sunrise Service. We woke up around 4am, looked all over the house for our baskets (opening up the chocolate right away), then headed to church. The whole congregation would crowd around this fire pit, sing a few songs, wait for the bit of sunrise, then head inside. The service was done by 7:30 and we would head to the fellowship hall to serve brunch all morning long. Every year, the same white paper placemats, plastic eggs, and jelly beans on the tables.

I didn't see any church around here that does that same thing. 11am is about the norm. Which is understandable. Who in their right mind stands around in the dark and cold unless they have to? For me the motorcylce ride was like that Sunrise service. Both representing a sense of community and a feeling of freedom and renewel. I am so verging on extremely cheesy im quite embarrassed and I'm going to go now. Bye.

-cyclin pics-