Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
The less I needed the better I felt. – Charles Bukowski It was hell getting out of San Diego. The train depot was smack in Continue reading Resolution Across the Border
Happy hump day. I figure we’re due for a Baja break and I want to talk about some history after posting up an old photo Continue reading Leadville Trail 100 MTB, 2005 Recap
I observe and weep and tantrum through life knowing my own accord isn’t fit for assimilation into any sect of this chaos that I have Continue reading What Am I Trying To Achieve In Baja?
This one’s a little rough but that is poignant because leaving Bahia was a little rough. If anything, Bahia was a place to stay. As Continue reading Escape from the Bay of L.A.
The scenario evolved in that I was three or so days into the week of being at the campo. I was on a recovery mission Continue reading Tripping On Acid in the Bay of L.A.
Jona’s uncle gave me a ride into town. To get to Jona’s house, we went down the main drag then up into the neighborhood well Continue reading Mota en la Bahia
It was four days perhaps. Catavina to Santa Rosaliíta to Bahia de los Angeles. This is reported as the most significant span without services as Continue reading Catavina to Bahia de los Angeles
How did it feel riding into the Cirio (Boogum) forest of Cataviña? Strange. It propelled me into my inner child solar plexus because exactly of Continue reading The Cirio Boojum Forest by Feel
At the end of a days ride from San Ignacio across coastal playas, I arrived at a village on the pacific coast far removed from Continue reading The Fishing Village of El DatÍl
Between Catavina and Bahia de los Angeles riding became more about mileage and covering spans of countryside. At least that was my focus. I started Continue reading El Sacrificio
I started towards the central range of mountains that split Baja left to right. The roads lead into the hills and then into the mountains, Continue reading The Boojum Forest
I think what we’re talking about here is a 2-3 year backlog of story that I define as a small view of a “journeyman cyclist” Continue reading Progress Through The Northlands