There is a story to the cheesy picture with the handsome model. Sometimes I get ideas. Sometimes they happen, and sometimes they don't. And most of my ideas happen slowly because that's just the nature of people with ideas. So a couple of months ago I mentioned to my mom, who is a genius in the artisan world of sewing and textiles, that it would be cool if she was to make me some cycling caps for the gravel grind I was organizing. After careful studies of some top notch cap makers out there, this is what she came up with. So please ignore the cheesy grin, but I thought it would be cool to showcase a handmade cycling cap, made in the USA, and made in Sterling, Illinois. Yes, she did it all, right down to the rooster on the side. Pretty amazing. In the end, I feel pretty spoiled by my mom for doing things such as this. Especially since we decided for the price Walz and others sell their hand made products, it would have been much more time and cost effective to just purchase one of their caps.
Making these caps is a lot like doing an endurance gravel grind. There isn't always a logical, tangebile, explicable reason for why we do it, but it is something done out of love. We do it because it feels good. There is something beautiful and fulfilling about it. We do it because we like the challenge. We do it because we can.
A couple of lucky ducks will be getting one of these hand-made (from love) caps at the post-ride raffle.
Making these caps is a lot like doing an endurance gravel grind. There isn't always a logical, tangebile, explicable reason for why we do it, but it is something done out of love. We do it because it feels good. There is something beautiful and fulfilling about it. We do it because we like the challenge. We do it because we can.
A couple of lucky ducks will be getting one of these hand-made (from love) caps at the post-ride raffle.
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