New Gear! 616 Snowcat
I may geek out about it a little more than the average person, but everybody loves new gear. So when I got a call from Continue reading
Author Archives: dirty biker
Race Local
You may be reading this from New Zealand, or Germany or wherever your corner of the United States may be. But it is no secret that DC Continue reading
Tuesdays with Dirty: The last word on SSUSA
It has been over a week now since the little party in the woods happened up in Stowe, Vermont. My bike still sits in it’s Continue reading
DC at the Tour
My buddies Wilson and Guz were geeking out the other night re-watching some of this year’s Tour when they sent me a txt: -We might be Continue reading
Tuesdays with Dirty: Escape from the Maple Jungle
Maybe now that I am back home in Arizona desert I will finally have a chance to dry up and give you my take on Continue reading
Tuesdays With Dirty: There is No Crying in Cycling
There is no crying in baseball, and there may be a little crying in figure skating. But it appears there is plenty of crying in cycling and Continue reading
Dreams of Nepal (photos by Sterling Lorence)
Today I had two kick-ass MTB photographers (this guy and this guy) recommend this slideshow to me. I figured it was probably worth 6 minutes Continue reading
Cavendish Delivers
Life has gotten a little busy this week and I haven’t been able to fully keep up with the Tour. So imagine my surprise yesterday Continue reading
Nashville Bicycle Lounge and DC
A while back, the vagrants at Nashville Bicycle Lounge sent me the preliminary design of their new jersey to see what I thought. The man in charge asked Continue reading
Tuesdays with Dirty: Night Stage
Every year, about this time, the Tour de France sucks me in with all its soap opera drama and excitement. Coincidentally this time every year Continue reading
Time to empty the in-box
I get an enormous amount of e-mail from all of you and it’s great. I try my best, but getting to each and every one Continue reading
Tuesdays with Dirty: Why do we do it?
Tuesday has come and gone and I couldn’t think of a single thing to write. I’m pretty worked from my trip to Cave mountain and Continue reading