I have two homes. Or do I have no home at all? I now migrate between two places that inspire me and I am seeing Continue reading Homecoming?
I was thirty five miles into a sixty mile ride. The sun was setting at my back and my shadow was getting long like a fun house mirror. I was having a great day and feeling amazing. Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Walk It Out
In these unusual time, I did what I normally do when things get weird, I ran away to the desert to hide. I’m down here Continue reading B Double E Double R UN
Step 1: Dig your bike out from underneath all that shit in the corner.Step 2: Give everything a good look-over. You’ll definitely need to take Continue reading Step-by-step guide to not doing social media on your bike ride.
I like the direction mountain biking has been going the past couple of years. It’s like a little bit of those grimy streets are making their way onto the trails. Continue reading Gonz for President 2020
When I was first starting to make words here on this yellow page, I posted a small tribute to MLK. It was 10 years and Continue reading Ride Out The Darkness
The Ronald Reagan dark times gave birth to punk and hardcore. I don’t think you could have had one without the other because every hero need a villain. But in an era of complacency and the leftover dregs of disco, the kids rose up. Continue reading Be More Pissed Off
Fall. According to my social media feed, is everyone’s favorite season. I’m not into it. It means the end of summer and now that I live in the mountains, means that all the trails will be covered in bullshit snow soon. Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: The Highest Mountain Biker in Colorado
I use the term “falling off a cliff” to describe partying a lot. It’s that moment when things go from fun and games, to fucked up in a hurry. Like when you are drinking beer and decide to switch to whiskey or tequila and you just fall right off the cliff of drunk… Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty – Fall Off the Cliff
Today is the day that we make a point to go for a ride, sip a beverage (or 10) and celebrate life. Hit the trail, Continue reading Drunkcyclist Day 2019
dirty stopped by the house for a night on his way around the last tour of the east coast. as always, the doors are wide Continue reading struggle and strife
There comes a time when one must make a choice, one that you can always change later… until changing means the path leads to not Continue reading any street wise sonofabitch knows.