Saturday evening, I'm rolling my bike home after I had dinner with Chris, the Good Chief at
@goodgrief.bike . My headphones are blasting Bombshell Rocks, the soundtrack of my youth, something I listened to a lot when I was 16 and damn do I feel like I am 16 again! I'm riding a bike that could be the BMX you saw in some music videos from punk bands in those days.
What happened? The whole week I was pushing it. The energy I soaked up during a weekend with so many like minded weirdos charged me so much and boosted me so much. Something I haven't felt like in years. Well, I am 41 now, so that's not that weird.
My life was a rollercoaster for a long time. The last 1,5 years in Berlin I moved 4 times and most of the time I lived in that city, there wasn't a house I felt at home. Last year, the week after Bespoked, I moved just around the corner from the show, to our farm and I must say, I am finally home. It always takes a bit to groove in at a new place. But I must say, I'm sliding down that groove very smoothly for a while now.
And now, a year later, I was part of that show, that circus. I feel blessed, very blessed. The days flew by, made a lot of new friends and of course saw many familiar faces. It felt good that this show has a lot of honest, passionate and hard working people that give so much without putting up a big ego show.
I feel home.
Even when an old fart starts yelling in my face without giving me the space to have a proper conversation. As he noticed that I build disk rear wheels symetrical.
I feel home.
6 years of slinging wheels, always learning new things. But one thing is for sure. The wheels I built you, will be rock solid.
Thank you for putting up this show, making me feel this way.
@bespoked.cc
See you soon, if not, definitely next year!
Photos by
@spencerjharding