Tuesdays with Dirty: The right coast?

Posted on April 7, 2010 by dirty biker

This week finds me in Upstate New York. I have been here since Sunday with my trusty Travelers Check and it has been fantastic. This is Continue reading →

I sure do love these flowering trees

Posted on April 3, 2010 by littlejar

Seattle is my home now, and Count Vermin fades in rear view. I have found it. Poised to be a real bike city. Not that Continue reading →

Motorpacing is a motorpacing does

Posted on April 3, 2010 by big jonny

There are those that doubt. There are those that know. From: J. just saying moto pacing must be working for someone The email came with Continue reading →

Balls & Glory

Posted on April 2, 2010 by big jonny

My man Leg’s wrote me an email. He didn’t say much. He didn’t have to. From: Legs Hard man’s bike, right up your alley. pezcyclingnews.com/cgi/gallerypicget.asp… Continue reading →

My little friend

Posted on April 1, 2010 by dirty biker

Like every good gangster rapper, I am a fan of the movie Scarface. But as some of you may know, I am deathly allergic to Continue reading →

Humpday musing from the fat man.

Posted on March 31, 2010 by big jonny

Well, not really fat. More like “festively plump” or “jolly.” From: Jeff D. Jonny, hope all is well at law school in the warm weather… Continue reading →

Tuesdays with Dirty: Where the pavement Ends

Posted on March 31, 2010 by dirty biker

It’s almost Wednesday as I type this and I have to be to work in about 6 hours, but that can all wait. I’m fresh off Continue reading →

Bummer weekend

Posted on March 29, 2010 by Judi

So my cough got worse Friday and Saturday and I had to bag the race yesterday. Goddamn I hate that feeling. A total a complete Continue reading →

A coke… but where’s the smile?

Posted on March 28, 2010 by Marty

If you have ever raced a bike you know how good a cold fizzy one tastes… regardless of what’s in the can, you know what Continue reading →

It does really hurt.

Posted on March 27, 2010 by Snake Hawk

I’m not clowning around right now: it fucking kills, all this nonsense. people go down so hard. riding bikes — that’s the way to be Continue reading →