Los Angeles has always been a special place for me. A home away from home, a veritable bicycle paradise, hidden beneath a cloak of deception. The public’s perception is filled with tales of being forced to ride on the sidewalk, or getting stuck on Santa Monica Boulevard at 5pm on a Friday. Misery at the hands of a culture obsessed with the automobile. Bewilderment is an easy exit and many people, without a proper introduction to this city, tap out and call it quits.

Enter #LASucksForCycling.

But does it? Over the next foreseeable future, I plan on digging deep into this city, exploring not only rides, but the people who call LA their home, their bikes and the things that make this cycling community tick. All while adapting to calling a place I’ve held on a pedestal for so long my new home.

Last night Sean from Team Dream and Ty from Golden Saddle met up with me for a sunset ride on a trail I’ve ridden many times, yet last night this ride was a first. My first ride in a new home…