Got an email a couple weeks ago from the Mark Cavendish of Adventure inquiring how my solo adventure weekend went, and I must say it was everything I dreamed it would be…solitude, respite, blah blah blah.  The wife and boy were on vacation in Amsterdam (I know, I know, WTF wasn’t I there??- and I Read the full article…

When I was a kid, I used to rush home from school every day to my bike. She was a white,  hand-me-down Pro Performer. Not much to look at but she got me where I needed to go. I would blast out the driveway and over this one bump that sent me in the air Read the full article…

What better way to start the weekly DC Facebook Roundup than on the day a once homeless graffiti artist becomes worth a half a billion? Yup, today Facebook goes for sale for $104 billion. That’s equal to like 5 of my cupcakes. Chump change for us here at DC. See, for us here at DC, we don’t measure our wealth Read the full article…

I don’t understand a word of any of this aside from the names of the cyclists and the climbs. But I could not take my eyes off it just the same. Pantani meant a lot to us here at Drunkcyclist. The graphic our very own Snakehawk made at the top right of the page is Read the full article…

Ahhhhh..Summer is upon us. And nothing says summer like going to a lake with your friends and doing stupid shit. Here is how our friends the StOMpaRillAz get down after 18 hours of racing:   That seems like something I will be trying this weekend…  

When I was in Ireland last summer, I hung out and drank too much coffee with this guy named Chris. He was down in our fair state of Arizona last week and made this little video for Mountain Flyer of his riding experience in Flagstaff. The desert summer is heating up and I’m about to Read the full article…

There are two endless sources of frustration for those of us who have followed the news for cyclist’s being struck and injured by automobiles. One is the seemingly worthless comments about whether or not the cyclist was wearing a helmet. No matter the manner of injury, the article always seems to address this point. I Read the full article…

As far as I know, I’ve never NOT owned a mountain bike. Even as a kid, I had something with two wheels, knobby tires, and pedals, and I rode that machine off road, even then. I didn’t become “serious” about mountain bikes until I was about twelve years old, but like I said, I always Read the full article…

There isn’t much left to be said about this year’s installment of the Whiskey Off Road that hasn’t already been said. I picked Cupcake up at the airport on Thursday night and we set out on a mission to Prescott. We were armed with nothing but a keg of beer, a couple gallons of whiskey, and Read the full article…

The year was 1998. I was 29 years old, a handful of years out of college, and working in a bike shop as a mechanic. The woman who was to become my wife and I lived with our two dogs in a nice little three bedroom ranch house we bought in Tempe, Arizona. I was Read the full article…

This Saturday is Cinco de Mayo (Spanish for a “fifth of mayonnaise”). Not only is it everybody’s favorite commercialized Mexican holiday, it’s also the start of the Giro de Italia. With seven mountain top finishes, no clear favorite for the overall, and a peloton packed with great sprinters it is looking to be a pretty interesting race. It also looks like it is Read the full article…

This is the weekend a lot of us have been waiting for. It’s the Whiskey Off Road weekend! This is easily the biggest event of the year for us Arizona drunkcyclists, and for good reason. Great trails, a really cool town, all while being surrounded by a couple thousand of your closest bike riding friends. It is best Read the full article…