After a smaller, invite-only gathering, we hope you will swing through the banquet space at HopWorks after 4 to check in, share stories at our story booth, say hello, then mingle in the bar and restaurant area with others with memories and fun to share. We look forward to seeing you there!
****Danny Knudsen Memorial Ride*****THE RIDE HAS BEEN RE-SCHEDULED DUE TO WEATHER!!
NEW DATE - MARCH 18, 2023
Roll out at 10:00am sharp
Nossa Familia Coffee Central Eastside Cafe
1633 SE 3rd Ave, Portland, Oregon 97214
This is meant to be a user-friendly ride to Oregon City and back via mostly car-free bike trails. About 30 miles RT.
Those that want to split off at Oregon City to go further are certainly welcome to!
Come earlier for coffee.
Hope to see you there to remember a really sweet guy.
We created a GatheringUs memorial to celebrate the life of Danny Knudsen. We hope this will be a place for all to share their stories, shared experiences, and memories. Click on the heart to let us know you were here and sign the guest book. Thank you for contributing to this lasting memorial.
If you are... see moreWe created a GatheringUs memorial to celebrate the life of Danny Knudsen. We hope this will be a place for all to share their stories, shared experiences, and memories. Click on the heart to let us know you were here and sign the guest book. Thank you for contributing to this lasting memorial.
If you are interested in contributing to arrangements or a memorial fund, to avoid fees to you, please Venmo @Lisa-Knudsen-10
OBITUARY
Danny was everywhere, all at once. He had the ability to change someone's life in minutes. He had a laugh that made everyone smile along. We were all fortunate enough to know him for years. Lisa and their daughters would love to collect and hear all the stories of the ways he contributed to your lives. Please share all stories in the format you like- no matter how sappy, crass, or outrageous they may be. Danny was quite a storyteller-... see more
Danny was everywhere, all at once. He had the ability to change someone's life in minutes. He had a laugh that made everyone smile along. We were all fortunate enough to know him for years. Lisa and their daughters would love to collect and hear all the stories of the ways he contributed to your lives. Please share all stories in the format you like- no matter how sappy, crass, or outrageous they may be. Danny was quite a storyteller- we'll call this fact checking. :) We have begun planning a celebration of life. Please give us time to plan something large enough to represent his impact and vast social network. This website is where we will post information about the celebration. Thank you all and we look forward to seeing you soon.
Note: Signing the guest book is just for the family to see if you would like to send a private message.
I'm late to this as I just heard the news about Danny passing. I've fallen out of the cycling world a bit and from many of my friends from it. But even this late I wanted to post about Danny. I met him through our our mutual team and even though our... moreI'm late to this as I just heard the news about Danny passing. I've fallen out of the cycling world a bit and from many of my friends from it. But even this late I wanted to post about Danny. I met him through our our mutual team and even though our personalities had little in common, I was immediately drawn to Danny. His positive outlook, encouraging nature and fount of interesting stories made him impossible not to want to be around. I remember running into him at a pub during an after beer ride and just sitting and talking to him...for hours. He was just the kind of guy you didn't want to leave the company of. I'm really sorry I missed the memorials gatherings and ride. I'm just now starting to cycle some again after a long break from it and the memories of Danny will be a constant source of encouragement. He will be missed. less
Danny was one of the first people I met when I retuned to Portland in '90 and got sucked into the bike racing scene. I had no friends and no idea what bike racing was...but I was running a team- Ciclo- and Danny was there to be my best friend, confidant,... moreDanny was one of the first people I met when I retuned to Portland in '90 and got sucked into the bike racing scene. I had no friends and no idea what bike racing was...but I was running a team- Ciclo- and Danny was there to be my best friend, confidant, and advisor. He was such an optimistic, positive and funny person! He taught me riding etiquette, cool style, crit racing and most of all, life lessons. I felt safe sharing thoughts and feelings with him that I would never share w anyone else.
We drifted apart in later years but the support he gave me has remained my foundation. I miss him but mostly I am so happy to have had him in my life. less
I was intensely saddened by the news of Danny. Reluctant to write this. Started many times and then the flood of tears and I would stop. For Danny and me, you have to go back to the Ciclo days. Me the scruffy messenger-type. Danny ever graciously... moreI was intensely saddened by the news of Danny. Reluctant to write this. Started many times and then the flood of tears and I would stop. For Danny and me, you have to go back to the Ciclo days. Me the scruffy messenger-type. Danny ever graciously tending to whatever manner of mechanical I had brought in that day. Danny gave me my first pair of riding shorts. He helped me establish an new relationship with the bike and changed the trajectory of my life. We had gotten out of touch over the years, but I ran into him on the bike not long ago and it was as if no time had passed. It was a warm exchange, laughter, of course – that infectious smile. I am grateful for this encounter. Danny was an extremely genuine person with such amazing energy. I will miss him dearly. My deepest sympathy to his family. My thoughts are with you. less
This one is hard to write. Danny came into our lives via my brother Gordie Cumming and cycling. In the early days the team would stay at our house if they came to Southern California. When I would travel to Portland back in the 1990s to visit my... moreThis one is hard to write. Danny came into our lives via my brother Gordie Cumming and cycling. In the early days the team would stay at our house if they came to Southern California. When I would travel to Portland back in the 1990s to visit my family we would always visit with Danny or be watch everyone ride at PIR. Over the years Danny, Gordie and others would plan cycling trips to SoCal to get away from the PNW weather. Bryan would spend days driving various routes and map rides for anyone who came. Most evenings would be spent on the back or front porch listening the stories of the days ride and so many other conversations. A few of my best memories of Danny are the Salem race in about 1993/94. We had (myself and our son Jacob) were cheering for the team individually. About halfway through the race Jacob said his first words - the first words were not mom or dad - they were GO DANNY! and Danny heard him. It was a memory we all shared for years. Another great memory was sitting on the front porch of our property back in the Canyon in Agoura Hills sitting under century old oak trees and sharing many stories of life. When we moved to Portland 6 1/2 years ago - Danny and Lisa were some of the first people to reconnect with. When we bought our house - we realized we were only 5 blocks from each other.
You are missed, Danny - your smile, your infectious laugh, and your love for life and people was infectious. less
Danny was my brother from another mother, and it's taken a long time to muster the courage to admit that he's gone and open this page to write to write a remembrance because that means I have to read what everyone else has written and admit that he's... moreDanny was my brother from another mother, and it's taken a long time to muster the courage to admit that he's gone and open this page to write to write a remembrance because that means I have to read what everyone else has written and admit that he's really not going to come bounding around a corner with that magical energy he always...ALWAYS had...no matter what the occasion was.
I first met Danny Knudsen when I was too young to differentiate between siblings and friends, and since I don't have any siblings it didn't matter so he became like an older brother who just just happened to race bicycles with my dad, who behaved like an annoying younger brother most of the time anyway so it kind of worked out.
We would've been bound through the close-knit world of Oregon cycling no matter what, but he happened to come to Death Valley with me and my parents' and Don Lehman one disastrous year that none of us will ever forget.
My dad insisted on leaving our hotel in Susanville before dawn, when it had been snowing and icy the night before, and I specifically remember Danny and Don and my mom saying "David, don't you think we should maybe wait for the salt/gravel trucks?" but my dad is a stubborn dick, so we got in the Volkswagen Vanagon. Long story-longish, we hit a patch of ice and spun around and around before we hit the ONLY rock on the side of the road for MILES.
I remember Danny saying "Oh man, I thought I saw Elvis for a minute!" and it took me years to realize he'd been joking, but I think about it every time my life flashes before my eyes.
Years later, we'd both grown up quite a bit.
He'd started a family that he was so unbelievably proud of. After my dad's stroke we reconnected, and he said that there was a pact between him and another of my dad's teammates to look after me because they knew he never would even when he had the capacity to. We spent hours talking, and we realized just how much we shared in common both with struggles in our past challenges but also just who we are in deeply meaningful human ways. He told me things about my past that I never knew, and told me he'd tell me more things later that I now know I'll never learn.
I love you Danny.
We ALL love you so much, and it was such a privilege to share this time on earth with you because you helped shape each of us in profound ways and we'll have to repay you by being better people in HUGE ways because you never did things in small ways. less
Generous to a fault, unfailingly kind and upbeat, and just an all-around great guy and drummer. He was also damn funny. Unbeknownst to each other, We both decided to take up learning guitar later in life and both bought Telecasters. We had so many... moreGenerous to a fault, unfailingly kind and upbeat, and just an all-around great guy and drummer. He was also damn funny. Unbeknownst to each other, We both decided to take up learning guitar later in life and both bought Telecasters. We had so many parallels to each other (both drummers, both played in The Flapjacks, etc). I will truly, truly miss him. less
Danny,
Thank you for coming into my life! Who could have known that when we met in December 1991 at Ciclo bike shop for the first organizational meeting of the bike team, that I was meeting someone who would help shape me as a person. I truly would not... moreDanny,
Thank you for coming into my life! Who could have known that when we met in December 1991 at Ciclo bike shop for the first organizational meeting of the bike team, that I was meeting someone who would help shape me as a person. I truly would not be the same person without you. It's hard to imagine a world without you in it. Thanks old friend. You'll be in my heart. Love and peace less
I got the pleasure of meeting Danny through Gordie and Liesl. From the moment Gordie introduced us, Danny made me feel like I was “in”. His intense and detailed story telling, wild humor, and energy made being in his presence something like going to... moreI got the pleasure of meeting Danny through Gordie and Liesl. From the moment Gordie introduced us, Danny made me feel like I was “in”. His intense and detailed story telling, wild humor, and energy made being in his presence something like going to an amusement park. You weren’t sure what was next, but it was gonna be fun and colorful.😀 It took only minutes for me to learn the owners of his soul. Lisa, the girls, and his closest friends. I loved hearing him talk about his adventures old and new. And, in a strangely long and intensely detailed diatribe, he taught me all about bees. Yes, bees. Thinking of the faces he made and the seriousness, puts a smile on my face. To his friends and family, I extend my deepest condolences. Your loss is heartbreaking and surely a man with such a large presence left a large hole. Take good good care of yourselves and celebrate that in this life you got the gift of being loved by Danny. less
My wife Carella and I lived across the street from Danny and Lisa. Danny and I bonded over his past career as a cyclist and my current one as a pro soccer player. He always always said to me whenever we said goodbye, " I believe in you this is your... moreMy wife Carella and I lived across the street from Danny and Lisa. Danny and I bonded over his past career as a cyclist and my current one as a pro soccer player. He always always said to me whenever we said goodbye, " I believe in you this is your year!".
At the end of 2020 Danny completely gutted the interior of my camper van and rebuilt the interior beautifully. The way it happened is truly a Danny type story. I just said to him, I really want to get a camper van but they're so damn expensive. He just said, I can do it. I was like ok, sure but who really follows through and helps me rebuild a camper van?? Mind you, I have zero skills in this area. Anyways, I saw him later that week, and asked him again and he said ok lets talk about it. With in a few days he was working and working. He finished in under a week and we were able to take off on a trip that I had been dreaming of for years. Over the course of the rebuild, I shared with Danny how life as a pro soccer player was so stoic and I always wanted to be on the road, free as a bird. After he was done, he would say to me over and over - I am so happy thinking of you out camping living your camper van dream. He truly delighted in the fact he helped me get on the road. I always thought that was so special, so rare to find another person who takes so much delight in others.
After Danny and Lisa moved, we periodically would get a knock on the door and it would be Danny smiling ear to ear. He would come in, have a bubble water and we would talk about life for twenty minutes and then he would be off to his next errand or next adventure. Carella and I only knew Danny for 3 years but he had such an impact on us with his positivity and love for us.
Danny, Carella and I love you so much buddy. Thanks for being such a good friend and for your texts, calls and coming to my games with the Timbers. less
Too many amazing memories to share about someone who was an older brother to me. I remember his sardonic reactions more than anything, especially towards the people who deserved it.
Zurich, 1990. Just landed on a rainy night, somehow made it to a... moreToo many amazing memories to share about someone who was an older brother to me. I remember his sardonic reactions more than anything, especially towards the people who deserved it.
Zurich, 1990. Just landed on a rainy night, somehow made it to a hotel in an industrial area, and found the only restaurant open. No idea what the menu said so we just pointed when the waiter arrived. No beers, because we were bike racers, so we ordered sodas. The food arrived and we started eating, Danny kind of looking at the plate not quite sure what to make of it. After a bit the old waiter returns and in hand-gesture/Swienglish I ask what we are eating. He says something and points to his lower back and then his chest and I realize he's pointing to his liver, heart and lungs. I realized this was not going to end well so I quietly tell Danny what we are eating and in one movement the food falls out of his mouth, he picks up his coke, and asks for the check. The look on his face, his eyes wide open staring at the waiter as food falls out was unforgettable.
I will miss the "Fuck That Shit" attitude and team slogan-for-the-year he and Eric Van Doren came up with when they raced for Team Oregon.
I will miss the comments and expressions he made, every time. after a server would bring us a beer, set it down, and start walking away. Every time. Every time he had a reaction and it was funny as shit. I think that practice came from watching too much Mystery Science Theatre 3000 stoned out of our minds and accepting that everything in life can be made fun of or mocked.
I will miss the text thread with him, Ducci and Gordy about our annual get-together, somewhere. One of us would say "hey, let's go here" and then I'd be on pins and needles until he responded with a yes. It wasn't complete until he was in. It didn't happen unless he was in. If Danny was in, it was whole. If he were there, things were going to be ok.
This year was different. He didn't make it so just the three of us met up. And we all had a good, deep conversation about it and decided we would no longer meet unless it was in a time or place where Danny could be part of it. And we didn't have the chance to tell him that. less
Gordie CummingIt was always the four of us, always and forever. Then it was not. I will forever remember our last gathering together in Ashland in that '70s-themed lounge. Everything else from then on will just be different and we will find a special way to include... moreIt was always the four of us, always and forever. Then it was not. I will forever remember our last gathering together in Ashland in that '70s-themed lounge. Everything else from then on will just be different and we will find a special way to include Danny. I love you Don and hold you and Tom so very close.
I have no idea where to start for this. How do you capture 33 years of friendship, brotherhood, and family in a paragraph or two? You can't.
Danny was literally the second person I met in Portland when I moved here. Where else but PIR. Since that... moreI have no idea where to start for this. How do you capture 33 years of friendship, brotherhood, and family in a paragraph or two? You can't.
Danny was literally the second person I met in Portland when I moved here. Where else but PIR. Since that Tuesday night, we have been in each other's lives. We went through so much together: laughs, cries, beers, campfires, road trips, walks, rides, bearing our souls. If it happened in our lives we knew about it and were always there for each other. Just knowing you were in the world was comfort. Now that you're not is just painful, angering, and utterly deflating of joy right now. less
Danny, I've known you a long time and we've been through a lot - from crazy late nights out after shows and all manner of riding, to marriage, children, jobs good and bad, buying homes, moving, good times and not so good times. Through the hardest, rain... moreDanny, I've known you a long time and we've been through a lot - from crazy late nights out after shows and all manner of riding, to marriage, children, jobs good and bad, buying homes, moving, good times and not so good times. Through the hardest, rain soaked 120 mile training rides to all the challenges life has thrown our way, you never left me behind. I love you brother, now and forever. less