BadVentures Vol. III
Guest BadVenturer: John 'Panda' Rose
We would ride miles out of our way to some high falutin’ roaster to “stop for coffee,” I would roll my eyes and dig my heels in deep. Rose (me) refused to drink coffee! “My parents drink coffee” I would say turning my nose up, snobbing the snobs. I would just order a hot chocolate with whip and a chocolate croissant while the rest of the guys sipped their flat-whites and cappuccinos. Granted, the only coffee I knew came in a red can and was the “best part of waking up” and I couldn’t tell you the difference between a latte or long black.
I was staying the week with a fellow BadSea’r, probably the
The following morning, as King Snob was getting his daily java on, he offers if he can make me anything. I said, sure- I’ll have an “expresso.” As you can imagine, that went off like a fart in church. I figured it was small, you can drink it fast, it makes you go fast… so expresso it is.
As I was getting ready to leave on a week long bike trip, a last minute sponsor approached me. BadSea wanted to sponsor my “coffee needs.” I thanked them, and politely turned down their offer - see, I don’t drink coffee. BadSea refused to take NO for an answer. I was given everything I needed for my trip. Seven days worth of fresh-roasted coffee, an Aeropress and filters; just add water.
I was racing on a four-man team in Race Across America (RAAM). This meant pedaling around the clock for the team, and little to no sleep for me as we left sunny San Diego.
Needless to say, each morning of my trip, I was wishing I could have one of King Snob’s expressos to kickstart another day in the saddle.
I decided I would bust out my BadSea coffee kit and make a cup. My thought was if I use extra coffee, and less water, it’ll be close to an espresso. To my surprise, strangely enough, shockingly, BadSea coffee tastes really really good! Not like the red canned coffee I had grown up with at all!