Alright. What’d we got?
I’ve been getting pretty stoked on PBS lately. Frontline is a champ news hour and the nature shows they’ve been pimping are second to none. Anyone else see the one about the Loggerhead Turtle? Cool.
Here’s a video clip of a Shark attacking a Whale. Yet more amazing documentary work.
A must see.
I’m tired [...]
Pilarski dragged me around by the teeth. Even showed me a new trail that splits the Fort Valleys. It edges against miles of barbed wire fence, and a meadow, and rocks and pain.
It seems to be warming up here in the northland finally. The Circ this weekend ought to be a good time. I look [...]
On our way out of SoMo after the Squealer, we stopped at Kyles Memorial by the gate. It is still a strange concept, him being gone.
Crazy world.
The weekend was full of good ride & I am thankful. If not for the trails, I would be overcompensating in some other way.
One notable occurence at the Squealer [...]
SaTURDays’ ride consisted of 3/4th the Loop Trail. Out Walnut Cyn, around to Cosnino and up through to Sandy Seep then home via whatever.
That breaks down to a 4 hour ride of 99.9% ripping singletrack.
Bitchen Camaro.
Otherwise, friday of week past got a bit competitive between me & my townie against a Subaru Forester through the [...]
Wake. Stumble. Wet. Dry. Brush. Preen. Crimp. Cry.
Coast two wheels. The short ride.
Coffee. Smile. Outside.
Open Doors. Padded walls.
Click Click Click.
Shuffle left. Shuffle right. Eyeballs of code full of holes.
Look left. Crooked neck.
The window. The mountain. The trails.
See this. Creative.
Good vision.
Will Go ride.
The one unanimous thing known about National Trail is that it is a hard mother fucking trail. 16 miles of singltrack so bitter sweet. The first time I rode it was in 93. It’s been pretty much the same since. Brutal up. Brutal Down.
Mmmmmm,
Every year, I haul ass as hard as I can. Most of [...]
The Squealer happened. So what if it’s tuesday and that was last Saturday. Jim’s got the result. You can’t beat that with a bunny. That one rock on the left was tricky wasn’t it? I think I sharted once…maybe twice. Otherwise, Brian Bennet came flying by so stinking fast, jeez. Usually I’m all pensive [...]
Djamolidine pissed everyone off.
Self made it out to the Wednesday night crit last night. My clinchers sat at 40psi before I aired them up. It’s been a while.
What a hoot.
I believe my actions split the field a bit and when the counter came, I had no ticket.
That’s the way it goes.
The boys in blue, otherwise [...]
Ten years after Jamie Fallon’s passing I was escorted by Brice Brob and Broc to his non descript memorial on the mountainside last weekend. I lived here in 96. I live here now. Finding his memorial has been on my list for that long. I believe Lars concocked the thing & it is brilliant along [...]