When I wrote my last post I had no idea that I would find myself back in the sweltering heat of Kansas in July. But here I am. A buddy needed a hand with some things so I said fuck it, bought the ticket and took the ride. Continue reading Tuesday with Dirty: Expiration Dates
We missed each other on Desert Classic trail, about 9:30a this Sunday. You were heading west right before the water tanks. We were drinking beers under Continue reading 9:30am Sunday 2/25, DC at South Mountain, Missed Connection
I used to believe that being the first patron into the Yucca Tap Room was physically impossible. Something you’d hear about on Sagan’s Cosmos. A break Continue reading Beer Century VI ~ Early Bird Gets the Stool
Interbike, the annual trade show pilgrimage to the desert where bike dorks from all over gather to party like it’s spring break and maybe do some business. For the 14th time, I was one of those bike dorks pointing it towards the giant patch of light pollution in the desert. Continue reading Alternative Interbike
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
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’m in it for the long haul. How about you? On account of I got a short time to live and a long time to Continue reading Pass me by if you’re only passing thru
The Burning Man of bicycles. OP. #24hop. Old El Pablo. The big one. 24 Hour Town. It’s been called a lot of names. It’s the largest Continue reading Drunkcyclist’s Guide to 24 Hours in the Old Pueblo
My office Holiday party was last night. Many of you are probably going to one soon if you haven’t already. Maybe it’s tonight even. What Continue reading Go ahead, be that guy.
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.