Writing to you from fantastic southern Germany, where the Eurobike tradeshow is happening. Today was the first day of the show, which we've never been to before. Let me tell you, it's f'ing huge. We have a 1x1, Long Haul Trucker and Pugsley on display in our German distributors booth. This is the first time most people have seen or heard of Pugsley and so far it's been taken with a crazed reaction. Some people don't know what to think. Some people laugh and ask what it's used for. Some people say " I cannot wait to ride this thing in my town". I have some digital camera footage of myself riding down the Minnehaha creek through the flowing water with the Pugsley and they start to understand. You can actually ride this bike just about anywhere, if you dare.

The rest of the trip has led me to believe the Germans have got it all figured out. There are so many people that ride bikes, have baskets full of stuff, get respect from motorists and they are from all ages. It's a beautiful thing seeing granny's and grommets riding alongside eachother.

I must give some recognition to the fantastic beer that has helped inspire the trip so far. Yellow beer has never been so good. I'd also like you all to know, the Euro faux-hawk is alive and well, often times coming in swarms. It's not bad thing, as I've mentioned before, just a fad that seems a bit overdone. But I must say, there are enough variations of it, like the faux-hawk gel hell, the faux-hawk prep boy front style and the female mullet faux-hawk, that make it just plain entertainment. Who the hell am I to say with my thinning follicle flock? Keep it up.

Tommorrow is the second of 4 days of the show. Afterwards we'll travel to Ravensburg to watch a twilight criterium featuring Jens Voight and Jan Ullrich. Eat your hearts out Lance haters, Jan will be chugging away sans Armstrong for all the glory of a local crit. Let's see if that uberpower can sprint. Ya right.

Lets end this blog with a Thank You to those crazy Dutch 29" freaks that showed up today. Cloxxxki and friends are the ultimate bike geeks and we wouldn't be anywhere without people like you. Thanks for being nerdier than us.

I'm hearing chruchbells ringing once, meaning it's 1:00 a.m. here and time to catch some ZZZZZZZ's. Over and out from Duetschland. I'm going to be hurting tomorrow.