The Colorado trail is, without a doubt, one of the most amazing linkups of singletrack in the mountains you will ever experience. The section from Silverton to Durango holds a special place in my heart. Nearly 2 decades ago, it introduced this punk kid from New York to what REAL mountains were. It got me hooked, and I have chased that big mountain high ever since. Continue reading ColoRADo trail race in 30 minutes→

I woke up this morning and wanted to ride bikes. To be fair, I wake up every morning and want to ride bikes, but today Continue reading Pulled 90 Miles Out of My Ass Today→

Bikes and beers. Some folks get, some folks don’t. These kids get it. Continue reading Because Bikes and Beers→

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→

“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→

…and it got me thinking. Shit happens. You’re living the dream, bombing a downhill in the big ring. Wind at your back with a setting sun, pure Continue reading Left Hell for Coffee Filters→

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→