A year to remember.. and the movie that almost wasn't
One year ago I was on top of the world.
Ok maybe it was a smallish world but still...
I had, in the six months prior, begun taking positive action (Did you hear that Tony Robbins!), into changing my nomadic, uncertain life pattern.
Here's what firm steps I'd taken to change my life since July of 2018:
What could go wrong having a finished trailer?
Uhh... how about everything.
I thought the trailer was great (it was).
I thought I had started something (I had).
I hoped I was closer to finishing than further (nope, definitely further).
I thought the rest would be an *almost* breeze (something to NEVER wish for).
So what happened?
Hey it's not like I didn't think before launching -
Ok fine I didn't think.
Not thinking is how most of the awesome things in my life have happened. Of course that's an exaggeration - not thinking is an incorrect way of saying - risking with a plan. I've "risked with a plan" more times than I can count, and over 90% of those choices haven't just been good - they've been the very foundation of what has made my life rich.
But once in awhile you bunt right to the catcher.
That's what I did.
But we all hit forks right?
Forks of where to go to college or to not
Forks of who to marry - or who to not
Forks of traveling to Europe or staying to work at dad's shop
Forks of trusting in ourselves or trusting in logic and safety
As you can probably guess I don't think too long about forks. About which path to take. I take one and make it work (or I'll spend an inordinate amount of time trying to bush-whack over to the other path - yes that's happened).
Either way I don't spend much time thinking. And after all I've seen and gone through...
I'm ok with that.
But I freely acknowledge the forks in our lives can be... daunting to say the least.
So what would you do?
I decided to go all in.
I tracked down more bikes.
I uncovered more old photos.
I patched things up with the filmmakers
I designed new shirts.
I asked directions when I got lost.
I tracked down the movie's nemesis.. Mr. Joe Martino of Cycle Craft.
And learned what I'd been wondering since 1995...
what happened to those missing bikes.
More or less.
And then just like that... I had a movie
My name is Alden.
Pretty good films.
And I make bikes.
Damn good bikes.
Wow that feels good to say.
Because now - after 30 years and 30 bikes.
I believe it.
May the forks of life -
and bikes -
be with you.
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