If I had seen you on the road headed away from the fire with three Paramounts in the bed of your truck, I would definitely have recognized you as a man with his priorities in the right place.

Having spent my youth in Carlsbad, and as a result the first few thousand miles of my cycling life on San Diego County back roads, I simultaneously envy you the great riding, but remember the smell of a wildfire well enough to be glad to be living here in wet, wet, Oregon ...

Good luck. Sounds like the worst is over.