Not knowing if I'd be able to actually get through Cycle Oregon, I asked my brother if he wanted to ride too. I figured we'd challenge eachother enough to be able to at least keep up with others in Team Rubber Chicken. We did, and we did. As we were driving home after the ride, we wondered aloud what it is that motivates people to sign up year after year. I'm not sure either of us has figured that out yet, but I do know that the more time that passes, the less I remember of the difficulties and inconveniences of the experience. And those forgotten difficulties and inconveniences make the thought of doing it again more alluring.