I took a little point and shoot 35mm film camera on the ride with me and recently I revisited the photos. I didn’t care much for them when I first got back so I just put them in a stack with all the other mediocre photos. But looking back at them now, they evoke so many great memories. I feel these images, in all their grainy imperfection, really capture the vast emptiness of the highlands and some of the dramatic beauty of the Icelandic landscape. Continue reading Analog Iceland
I have developed a soft spot for Sotol over the years and West Texas/Chihuahua is the place to find it. In all its peppery, smokey gut rotting goodness. I love every drop. Continue reading The booze don’t care.
What the hell just happened? I blinked and another year has gone by. It’s November again and that means it’s time for us to lift Continue reading Happy Drunkcyclist Day! – Time to Find the Time.
“One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am – a reluctant enthusiast…a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic… Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Outlive the Bastards
Plans were made the night before, at the movies in the park. The movies weren’t very good but the sour beers were on special. I tried to drink the movies entertaining but it didn’t work. No big deal, the sour beers were on special. Continue reading Hair of the Trail Dog
I went for a ride and I found all these Pokémons: Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Pokémon Hunting
To me, it is a simple answer. A cyclist is a person who rides a bicycle. But somewhere along the way we have lost sight of this simplicity and started breaking into different tribes. Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: On Being a Cyclist
I first met Dr Jimi while standing next to a barrel of sake at a singlespeed party in Japan. I knew instantly that he was one of Continue reading Dr. Jimi does Cairns
This week is kind of a big deal for me. For the first time in over a year, I have no plans. Zero. Not a Continue reading Snail Mail Bag
Mat Hoffman for president! Knee surgery while awake, smuggling ligaments into the country in bike boxes, 35 feet of air with no brakes…watch these videos Continue reading Hoffman 2016!
Make your own bike. Ride your bike. Party in the goddamn woods. Continue reading This is the Greatest Mountain Bike Video of 2016
I have been on the go for two weeks and the biggest day of my trip, and possibly the biggest day of my life, is only hours away. I can’t sleep and, for some reason, I’m crying. Overwhelmed with emotion, sobbing and talking to myself like a goddamn lunatic. Continue reading The Story of Yak Man