Dad and Me
I'll blame my dad for my love of bikes. I was one of four girls - early in the Steffes family. My dad MacGyvered an old Schwinn with four babyseats. We got pulled over by the cops once... no helmets, only ponytails for protection. We'd go everywhere.... and I've never lost that feeling.
We built sweet jumps like Evel Knievel - our bikes had wings.
When I travel, it puts home and the worries and daily challenges in perspective... how small everything really is in the big picture.
My goal is to simply bike and write for the rest of my life.
