From this cauldron of gulf winds, chip sealed roads and four wheelers, we're churning out tough riders. To be sure, many of the fastest wheels here have been weaving between the refineries for years, for decades. We have pictures of them in bold, primary color jerseys on the wall of the bike shop sporting feather bangs beneath our city's iconic harbor bridge. And it's these old hands that put us through our paces, give us a wheel to hold, teach us to ride a proper paceline and teach us to enjoy our time in the wind. Because when every rider in the city is on your team, you're always pulling for a friend.