I am the Original East Coast Gypsy Transplant from the South.  I am pretty much stuck in D.C. but my parole officer is desperatley trying to move me West.  It seems that all my points of exit are currently being blocked from escape but my "Lex Luther" criminal mind has a plan in motion.  Just need to put the metal saws in the cake and all will be Money.  Still need to get past the guards who are drinking "Sunny D" and munchin' on Capt. Krunch though.  Have not figured that one out just yet?

Seriously though, been racing on and off mountain bikes since 1994.  I started out down in the great area of Tsali, N.C. and grew up riding and racing there.  Raced all over GA, N.C., Fl. Tenn., and the neighboring Southern states.  Raced while going to school at UGA for the Dixon's clan back in 1995-1996. Then left and raced in the Air Force down in Texas for a bit.  Headed back to the South (sad) and raced the Florida/Georgia series for a few years.  Got hit by a car on a road bike and later moved to D.C. Road bikes took over the races, must have been the impact from the car I know.... but the fat tire fun is slowly creeping back to full bore. Still have a blast with it and just try to generally have a good time as this does not pay the bills.  It gives me great scars though.  

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Looking forward to this 2nd year at Big Bear!