Prison On The Saddle -final- -shimizuan- May 2026

I called this series “Prison on the Saddle” not because I hate the bike. I don’t. I love the bike the way a sailor loves a leaky ship—because it’s the only thing between you and the deep. No, the prison is the having to continue . The rule you set for yourself that morning, over coffee and a stale biscuit: No shortcuts. No vans. No mercy.

And somewhere between the second sip and the third, the prison door opened. Prison on the Saddle -Final- -Shimizuan-

And then, just before the final tunnel, I saw her. I called this series “Prison on the Saddle”