Every time I hear Sarah Palin speak, I want to throw things. There’s a whole lot of crazy people with money who are already planning on making this crazy christian wing nut MILF our next president. I’d take Alvin Greene or a re-up of the old bomber. Janet Neapolitan ice cream. Even John McFuckstick as [...]
I hate her.
I like to ride my bike.
Here’s a post I dont think I’ve seen up here in a while. I went on a mountain bike ride yesterday, it was glorious, I drank a couple beers afterwords, they were glorious, I enjoyed some good conversation during the ride, that was glorious, and if I had the money I would have hit up [...]
The Athletic Rooster.
From: Mikey Now that le Tour is on, I’m rocking Le Coq Sportif on the stem of the Trophy BIke. I’ve got 220 miles so far this week and Le Coq has led the way on all of them. When the zip tie slides down towards the steerer, I complain that my cock ring keeps [...]
Grab on and hold her with both hands.
You got yourself one hell of a lady friend there, buddy. From: 40 Hands A gift from the lady. Grab on and hold her with both hands. We’ll understand if you wait until you finish that beer first.
Tuesdays with Dirty: Doing it for America.
When I think of the 4th of July, I think about America. It gets me a little patriotic and I think about eagles. When I think about eagles I think about The Misfits. That lets my mind wander to some deep thoughts of all things Punk Rock. Which then leads me to some blurry memories of a party that goes [...]
On Helmets, Part II.
Several years ago I wrote an essay entitled: “On Helmets”, it was an exploration of why some professional cyclists still hung on to the practice of going helmet-less. That was a long time ago and I’m not in a category of cyclist to be around those people anymore. My sense of when and where to [...]
just a little off the top, please.
while judi and domenic were hussying about the pool zone, snakehawk went a-biking. i went for two rides this past holiday weekend, which is pretty fucking rare, and my riding form was nothing short of loser. in the end, i won, and the bomber of tecate crept towards my star-spangled liver like so many whimpering [...]
Seattle Saturday July R+R – let’s ride.
R+E is not open yet but if it was I’d go in and ask an obscure question about obscure parts and dream of a new Rodriguez tandem Now a hill. Down we go carving turns around car spaces Happy I still have this little bike I’m out to show you my favorite places here in [...]
Motivation.
I had a conversation with a friend the other day. She asked about motivation. Where does it come from? I had to ride on that a few days but this is what I came up with. Losing fucking sucks plain and simple. This post has taken me a couple of days to write. It’s been [...]
Small victories.
Cycling: Still riding every day, but haven’t gotten out for any real jaunts. I didn’t start this morning with a bike ride as I properly should have – I started it with a slug of left over wine, a chainsaw and a ladder. Drinking: The Columbia river Valley’s wines are hit or miss. This $8 [...]
Adios Amigo!
On account of G Donk moving to the land of cheese steaks and William Penn, we decided a farewell ride was in order. Since Flagstaff was now out of the question, we opted to stay local and embarked on a bikepack/overnighter/Lemmon Drop. With Mt. Lemmon topping out at just over 9,000ft, this made for the [...]
Hello World.
Allow me to introduce myself, I go by 40 Hands, and have been added to the list of fine folk who contribute to this site. Missoula is my home, but only for the next five days, come next week I’m headed to Fort Collins to get a masters. I’m not quite sure what I have [...]