You smell that?
I had another post I was working on, but then… well… You wanna know what’s going on? Yeah, we all do. But if you don’t Continue reading You smell that?
Wrangle That Mullet
I’m gradually trying to get the DC machine back up and running… we have some new contributors on the way, which should be fun. But Continue reading Wrangle That Mullet
Getting my mojo back…
. Fuck me. Life is such a wild ride… and I know I am not alone in this cacophony of insanity. But for me, it Continue reading Getting my mojo back…
Biker Down: Stephen “Bikesgonewild” Wilde
Drunkards and friends. We lost one of our own. Stephen Wilde, aka Bikesgonewild. He spent decades commenting, shit talking and sharing his wisdom on this Continue reading Biker Down: Stephen “Bikesgonewild” Wilde
Drunkcyclist Day 2023
Another year, another Drunkcyclist Day. The day we have set aside as an international holiday for celebrating friends and bikes. It’s a day to go Continue reading Drunkcyclist Day 2023
Don’t be a Richard
After 8 years away, I finally moved back to Arizona. I spent a bunch of time traveling, did some time in Asheville, NC and created Continue reading Don’t be a Richard
Drunkcyclist Day 2022
Another year, another Drunkcyclist Day. The day we have set aside as an international holiday for celebrating friends and bikes. I’m writing this one a Continue reading Drunkcyclist Day 2022
Baja Day Two
Baja day 2 was the San Diego exodus. I did it twice. The first time was the formal baja divide route finishing in Tecate that Continue reading Baja Day Two
Baja Day One
I stepped outside the Brenda house at 8:30pm, ready. It was about 32 degrees and I pedaled three miles to the downtown Flagstaff Amtrak station Continue reading Baja Day One
Tuesdays with Dirty: The Legend Continues
I’ve always been fascinated with the history of mountain biking. From the heyday of the 1990’s with its big budget racing to the skid-huck freeride Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: The Legend Continues
inspired
Well. It’s thirty minutes past sunset, darker in the woods. The climb up got me warm enough to get loose, and took enough time for Continue reading inspired