It was another usual day at WCC.
Mr. T barking at the iron cross gate, Jesse pulling in with his loud-ass Ducati, Mahi Tacos special at Cisco, and finishing up another bike at the shop. When suddenly off in the distance we hear the the shifting of gears, the roar of tires on pavement and … bicycle bells? Rounding the corner a gang of 15+ hardcore cyclists. Black spandex shorts gleaming in the sun, white shirts flowing, tru-wraps and easter egg colored helmets. This is not our usual black leather and studs crowd. The Mount Vernon Nazarene University group stopped by to see the other the other kind of 2 wheels. Starting in San Francisco and on their way to the border and then ending in Phoenix. the Ohio group thought they’d bring out their inner gangster at WCC. Good luck riding down the rest of Anaheim street.
Most riders come from hell, these riders are on a mission for heaven.
chris stephens
Gears and brakes? Thats not hardcore, try riding a track bike with a fixed wheel and no brakes
Dacotah
not the typical type of people you would see at WCC but hey….the WCC just keeps on suprising us with unexpected situations like this
chopperzac
I didn’t think spandex was allowed in the WCC shop. Guess I was wrong.
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DB
Thanks for posting this story….awesome!!
Steve
Hey, I think I own that yellow helmet in those pics! I hope Tyler enjoys the trip…
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