I decided that I was only adding to the culture of our place. My arrows were alongside old worn directional medallions and arrows from several previous cycling events. My event would be just one in the line of many more to come. Besides, there are some roads in the world that look like THIS:
And I like those roads. It isn't the graffiti that we usually see-- people 'tagging' their name to mark their 'territory.' It isn't even political. It's all about excitement, encouragement, culture and pride. Year after year, some names will fade a bit more while new ones appear. History literally written in the streets.
So I hope my little encouragements only add another layer of folklore to the growing cycling traditions in the Walla Walla Valley.
Go! Go! Go!
