Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
Yes, I had the whole thing planned: Head down to West By God Virginia thursday morning with a bunch of beer, a couple bottles of Continue reading Dirt Rag DirtFest WV – Interview with Maurice
Welcome readers! In this virtual world of rapid eye movements, where folks cruise the boulevards of social media, there are increasingly Continue reading If you stumble across someone’s stash spot what is the correct etiquette?
I’ve been wanting to ride the C&O Canal, Allegheny Pass for a very long time, yet for the last forever it never seemed “Epic” enough Continue reading you only have to believe…
This story comes to you from Callum, an acquaintance of mine in Tasmania. I met Callum last year at a pub in Woodend, Australia; a Continue reading The Bike Sale
I haven’t seen enough rad on the internet lately. It’s been the same old skidding shreddits and bullshit navel gazing outdoorsy videos. But these two videos really restored my faith in humanity… Continue reading Friday is for Heroes
last saturday at work i couldn’t get myself motivated to do anything productive. literally. i just couldn’t get my shit together enough to perform at Continue reading Like Marlon Brando, but bigger.
Stunt Monday is a little thing we do here in Asheville to help ease the pain of Mondays. Continue reading Stunt Monday
“Dirty, are you falling more than normal? Why the fuck is your bike wrapped in foam?” Funny story about that. Let me tell ya. Continue reading How to be a dumbass
A couple months ago I wrote about riding to work. After three years of complacency I finally ditched the excuses about a long, convoluted route to Continue reading #commutering
It’s Tommeke’s last run at the Paris Roubaix as he goes for win #5 this Sunday. No small task in any sense, and our friends at Specialized Continue reading Even Winners Party
Mike Hall died racing the Indian Pacific Wheel Race. From the reports it was early in the morning when he was struck by a car Continue reading Everybody Gets a Turn
“Getting stomp’d” out on the trail can have a variety of different meanings, and I’m about to get into my personal account from this past Continue reading Tales from the Trail – Getting Stomp’d