Who We Are
OPM was formed in the summer of 2010. It began as an informal group of Filipino cyclists meeting weekly for a ride around Kelso and Albion Hills Conservation Area that soon grew into a large group of cyclists who enjoyed the casual and recreational nature of the rides.
Membership in OPM Cycling Club is open to everyone. It is a fun way to meet others who share the enjoyment of cycling. Whether you are a seasoned racer, mountain biker, or recreational rider, you will find others in the club that can help you achieve your goals to ride safer, faster, further, and smarter. We have multiple rides at different paces and terrain, off road rides, monthly membership meetings, and other social events throughout the year.
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