Prison On The: Saddle -final- -shimizuan-

Not a mean laugh. A knowing one.

So go. Ride until it hurts. Then ride until the hurt turns into a kind of prayer. And when you can’t go any further, look for the blue curtain. Prison on the Saddle -Final- -Shimizuan-

Shimizuan is waiting.

April 16, 2026 Location: Somewhere between the last climb and the final tea house Not a mean laugh

I called this series “Prison on the Saddle” not because I hate the bike. I don’t. I love the bike the way a sailor loves a leaky ship—because it’s the only thing between you and the deep. No, the prison is the having to continue . The rule you set for yourself that morning, over coffee and a stale biscuit: No shortcuts. No vans. No mercy. Prison on the Saddle -Final- -Shimizuan-