r.i.p. ginger and dakar.

It is with grief and sadness that I share with you the news that Ginger and Dakar, our beloved bicycles, have left this earth and will never return. Though the vibrance from their spirits and beautiful memories remain here with us, their physical being is no longer present.

And although the harsh reality is that someone was selfish and jerkface enough to steal our bikes, we choose to remember the good times, the fast rides, the flat tires, and the distances covered with each turn of the pedals.

I've had that bike since high school, rode several MS150's with her, camped out with her, even had a few bad crashes down some crazy trails with her. She helped get my Aggie brother to class on time, spent time in Austin with Andrew, and though she's had some cosmetic work done here and there, she remained the same sweet Giant I knew her to be early on.

DK recalls the day he brought Dakar home for the first time. From that day forward, they covered a lot of ground, explored much territory and tore up the trails at Memorial. It was while riding together with Liz and Ginger that they all grew to be great friends and eventually fell in-love. It was with Dakar that DK explored all new territory when he moved to another part of town and together they enjoyed surprise dates and movies downtown.

The proceeding images serve as a Memorial to our Ginger & Dakar. Please reflect in silence and remember to appreciate your bike a little more today :)