I met Charlie some years ago in Ireland. I had just pedaled into the tiny village of Kilfinane for SingleSpeed Worlds and was looking for Continue reading Beers at your place?
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
I’m not much for new and shiny. I mean that in the latest gadget fetish, newest model, next iPhone ball gargling kind of way. New Continue reading Create & Participate
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
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
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
Went fer a bike ride last week. Started with 2 bottles of water and a 20oz coffee. Also in the pack was a banana, 4 CLIF Continue reading Yo dude, crazy ride.
The topic of racing can bring about a lot of varied opinions. Training, pacing, fuel, start waves, neutral aid stations, compassion socks, etc. Something about pinning Continue reading 24 Hours of Enchantment
A little less than a month ago I met up with my friend Chewey in Colorado to bring the party out to the Epic Rides Grand Junction Continue reading The Grand Junk Show
There were a few of us at the Grand Junction Off-Road last weekend. It was a solid coupla days of mountain bikes, music, beers and buddies on Continue reading I should have just rode home
We’ve talked about Coaster Culture before. Like the time in 2014 when Rob decided to ride only one bike, the Transition Klunker for one year. Spending less Continue reading Klunkin’ the Whiskey
Last Sunday, in what was a full embrace of the stereotypically-soggy Pacific Northwest climate, a horde of crazies rode the first annual Destiny Dozen in Continue reading Behold your Destiny at the Shitty Gritty