Reading through Scott Scudamore‘s Facebook wall right now is an exercise in deep swings of emotion. Until you’ve experienced Scud in person, it’s not only hard to grasp just how outgoing and friendly he was, but to truly understand how genuine his connections with other people were. The evidence, though, is in each and every one of those posts.
The first time I met Scott (2004?), I think he started off with a “Hey, I don’t mean to be a busybody, but . . . ” (and he totally did). It was at Wakefield, and he was coming over to dissuade me from riding the muddy trails. Since I’d actually just loaded my bike on the car because I’d *seen* the muddy trails, I was a little irritated at first. But Scott was waving me off of riding in such a friendly and positive way, I couldn’t help but finishing the encounter liking him.
Fast forward from there. Over the years the friendship developed, from chatting with him at MORE work days, to riding with him in Stokesville most Memorial Days, and – in the last couple of years – enjoying much longer conversations about community, aging, and making the time for important things.
While I (very much) regret not seeing him since his crash, I couldn’t ask for a better last conversation than the one we had over (many) beers at Stokesville this year. We talked about giving back instead of trying to take it with you, providing for those close to you, and the importance of making the best connections we can with other people while we’re alive.
Scud managed all of that in ways we should all aspire to, and he inspires me to live up to that.
He did that for me and many many many other people. Well done, Scud. Well done.
More about Scott Scudamore here. Scott’s influence ranged well beyond his home in Virginia. Since his injury I’ve seen heartfelt testimony about and appreciation of the man from the East Coast to Hawai’i. From lifelong friends to people who he really connected with in the span of a race.
Traveled to Louisville, Kentucky, for the UCI World Cyclocross Championships. Wasn’t expecting anything in particular,m including the fantastic time everyone had. Here it is, in pictures. Make sure you turn the captions on.
It’s almost time for the Virginia legislature to start a new session. And once again, they’ll have an opportunity to help make Virginia’s roads safer by bringing its laws into line with the rest of the country. For reasons I can’t fathom, this has somehow turned into a partisan question. Fairfax’s Delegate Barbara Comstock has repeatedly stood in the way of laws that would lead to safer roads. As WABA’s Greg Billing explains it:
Tonight, McLean Citizens Association will host a Town Hall meeting with several local legislators, including Delegate Barbara Comstock. Delegate Comstock cast the deciding votes last year to kill two bills that would help protect bicyclists: 1) A bill that would prevent motorists from following a bicyclist more closely than is reasonable. Virginia appears to be the only state where bicyclists are excluded from “following too close” provisions; 2) A bill that “Requires drivers to exercise due care to avoid colliding with a pedestrian or the operator of a human-powered vehicle.” Virginia is one of only four states without this provision.
Both bills will be introduced again this year by Delegate Alfonso Lopez. Support from Delegate Comstock is key to their passage. Why not attend this meeting and ask Delegate Comstock to support these bills? The meeting is 7:30 p.m. – 9:30 p.m. at the McLean Community Center, 1234 Ingleside Ave, McLean.
This week my Clarendon Cycles column touched on a topic that, over the past year, has moved from mildly annoying to outright ridiculous: the proliferation of useless bollards on area trails. If Arlington County had merely been slow in removing what are obviously pretty useless obstacles, I can’t say I’d be terribly moved by the issue. But someone in Arlington County recently decided that the problem is that we don’t have enough bollards. If I didn’t know better, I’d say the new installation at the East Falls Church bridge was an effort at satire, but I don’t think it came out of Arlington County’s art budget.
(Recent bollard ridiculousness isn’t limited to Arlington – the new ones in the middle of the Mount Vernon Trail at the base of the Wilson Bridge? Are apparently there to keep Teh Terrorists away. That’s right, we’re worried that terrorists just might drive over the Wilson Bridge. Christ.)