So a couple of weeks ago (end of June actually) HD and I conspired to wake up early and hit it hard from the back. Continue reading Why Not?
The drunkcyclist road trip to SSUSA Continue reading The road to SSUSA
The one and only Scandanavian Jesus sent us this little gem earlier today and if it doesn’t qualify as #fuckyeahfriday material, then I don’t know Continue reading Fuck Yea Friday!!!
I had no business doing this kind of racing. Desert heat and a New England boy’s blood don’t mix, but fuck it. I’ll hack it. Continue reading Eight years ago.
This week I completed my 35th lap around the sun. Until recently, I have never given much thought to this age as any kind of Continue reading Three Five
Matt Hunter searches for some forgotten dirt in Afghanistan Continue reading Explore.
As I sip on this makeshift bloody mary on the plane flying out of the state of Maine, I can tell you I just had Continue reading Eating Whiskey in Portland, ME
One of the smartest dudes I know, goes by Bruce, tells me on the regular to go fast and take chances, so I try and Continue reading So you wanna be a baller?
I get a lot of emails from you guys (and gals). But my favorite are the ones with half naked women in them. #realgirlsthatride is probably Continue reading What is Another Name for Pirate’s Treasure?
Moment of Zen: Volcom Day on Dirt Continue reading Moment of Zen
A few months back, some goodies from Ergon landed in my lap so I could put it all through its paces and see how it Continue reading Killer Gear: Ergon
I got drunk and wrote a letter to USA Cycling back in April. Today we learn that the US Cup will no longer sanction their Continue reading Ride The Forbidden Race