We’re no strangers to Lexington. We’ve combed its front country and its tucked-back corners since we were kids, most often on two wheels.
We came to love our home and the community that filled it in ways we never thought possible. But, outside of the bike saddle, we could never find a hook on which to hang that affection.
No more. Now that camaraderie/filial piety/romance/whatever that we found on two wheels has a place to live, grow, and be shared.
We call it Bicycle Face.