Much is being made of that fact that today is 11.11.11. Not to be overlooked is that many of us, if we ever happen to glance at the clock at 11:11, make a wish. So, I’m wondering if you make a wish at 11:11 on 11.11.11, will there be a convergence of singularity that will add a bit more cosmic oomph to your desire? I’m giving it a shot, and my wish is to be right back here in Vail on Son of Middle, a sublimely flawless stretch of unparalleled ribbon of joy.
Rider: Sinuhe Xavier. Photo: Casimiro