This weekend I went to Portland to spectate at the single speed cyclocross world championships (and holy crap do they know how to throw a cx race down there… stay tuned for crazy pictures involving lots of mud and beer).
Richard and I also went to see the Oregon Handmade Bicycle Show, where I saw many amazing, shiny, complicated, totally sweet bikes that I want and will probably never be able to afford.
The bike show was at an arboretum, and when I stepped outside to take a breather from the crowd, I saw a grand old oak with a hilariously pruned branch:
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