That tree branch hangs just low enough that I can grab onto it when I ride beneath it. Then I can pull myself up and Continue reading Riding Ghosts
You’ve probably already seen or heard of this story. And I can only hope you don’t come to Drunkcyclist for the latest “breaking news,” because Continue reading Songezo, Thou Ballst Hard.
An old man on a bicycle told me the hills would hurt, but going down would be delightful. He told me the rain would sting, Continue reading Old man, look at my bike, it’s a lot like yours was.
Registration is now live and spots are going fast. If you don’t know much about Grand Junction, take a look at Tuesdays With Dirty from when Continue reading NOW OPEN: Epic Rides Grand Junction Off-Road
There’s no question about it, the post by Legs a couple weeks ago knocked it out of the park. After reading the post, I had Continue reading Therapy (Revisited)
It is no secret around here that I enjoy a little bike touring. Sometimes it is on the road but most of the time it’s Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Borderland Education
George will start us off once again… (Transcript adjusted for relevance) Spring cycling used to mean something. It stood for biker attitude. Grimy faces and their torn up Continue reading Hey, don’t be a pussy.
Yo. Where the hell has D2 been? Sick as hell. Spent February in bed, and I’m not even exaggerating. The whole. Fucking. Month. I’m better Continue reading February Made Me Bite the Pillow
My friends at Doma Coffee Roaster and Vertical Earth bike shop in CDA, Idaho have a mutual friend down and are asking for help. If Continue reading Fellow tribal member down- help by purchasing coffee.
January hit and I was ready to ride- borrowed peoples fatbikes for about 3 weeks, then tapped into my Trance 29er which in a three Continue reading Ready to ride. Broken. Ready to ride.
Today, he showed the big boys how to ride fast in the rain. On other days, he shows supermodels how to ball like him. Sagan was a Continue reading Sagan Balls Hard
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, USA Cycling is fucking bullshit and you don’t need them. Our friend Barry tells the same Continue reading Everybody 1, 2, 3, “Fuck USAC!”