Tear Down the Detour—Find Your True Path

We Rock. 05-17-2025

We rolled out from Ottawa, Kansas, a hundred strong—different wheels, same mission. The morning air was cool and sharp, the kind that wakes you up better than coffee. It carried the scent of fresh earth, chain lube, and early ambition. All around us, cranks spun and pedals clicked, while the distinct chorus of a hundred different bearings filled the air—some whispering smooth, some growling like old dogs, all alive and ready. The Flint Hills Trail called, and we answered.

Always a good day rolling with the Ottawa Bike and Trail crew. Good people, great energy—the kind of ride that brings you back to why you started riding in the first place.
West of Ottawa
Marais des Cygnes River
Like the spirit of Dio’s “We Rock,” this ride was all about strength, support, and the power of a great group coming together. There’s something truly special about riding alongside so many amazing people who push each other, share laughs, and make every mile unforgettable. It’s not just about the trail — it’s about the friendship, the encouragement, and the joy of being with a group that feels like family. ❤️
That 4% grade rolled in—quiet clicks, steady grind
Cycling teaches you to face the hard lows and embrace the soaring highs. It’s in those ups and downs where strength grows, and joy becomes real. Every struggle fuels the triumph.
Rolling back into town, the plan was already set—wrap it up at Smoked Creations. Plenty of nods and grins sealed the deal, including one from “Smiling” Bill, who never misses a good meal or a good moment. You should’ve seen the size of his plate—looked like he was fueling up for another 50 miles

There’s no better finish than good food and great people. After the ride, we circled up at Smoked Creations—a group of over a dozen, trail-worn but smiling, trading stories over barbecue and iced tea. Most of us were from nearby towns, but you could feel how close-knit it was—like friends who’ve been riding together for years. It’s these moments—shared miles, shared smiles—and having folks like Smiling Bill at the table, that remind us why we keep showing up. It’s not just the trail, it’s the people around the table at the end of it. 🍴🚴🚴‍♀️🚴‍♂️🍻🍺

And in the end, kindness is never wasted. On the trail or off, it’s always the right thing to do.

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