It seems like the first semi-real storm of winter is crashing into the Cascades today.

I made my second attempt to have my studs mounted this morning. Just before 7 am, I walked into the smells of rubber, sweat, and stale popcorn at Les Schwabs. That place. Wow. They’ve been going non-stop since Nov. 1, and if the four hour wait is any indication it doesn’t seem to be tapering off. Yet, in the bays the guys are all smiling, laughing, taking a minute to say good morning. Awesome. One of these days I’ll actually have the time to wait. Safe travels.