Ride Out The Darkness
When I was first starting to make words here on this yellow page, I posted a small tribute to MLK. It was 10 years and Continue reading Ride Out The Darkness
Author Archives: Dirty biker
Be More Pissed Off
The Ronald Reagan dark times gave birth to punk and hardcore. I don’t think you could have had one without the other because every hero need a villain. But in an era of complacency and the leftover dregs of disco, the kids rose up. Continue reading Be More Pissed Off
Tuesdays with Dirty: The Highest Mountain Biker in Colorado
Fall. According to my social media feed, is everyone’s favorite season. I’m not into it. It means the end of summer and now that I live in the mountains, means that all the trails will be covered in bullshit snow soon. Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: The Highest Mountain Biker in Colorado
Tuesdays with Dirty – Fall Off the Cliff
I use the term “falling off a cliff” to describe partying a lot. It’s that moment when things go from fun and games, to fucked up in a hurry. Like when you are drinking beer and decide to switch to whiskey or tequila and you just fall right off the cliff of drunk… Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty – Fall Off the Cliff
Drunkcyclist Day 2019
Today is the day that we make a point to go for a ride, sip a beverage (or 10) and celebrate life. Hit the trail, Continue reading Drunkcyclist Day 2019
Fatbike “worlds”
I’m now the world champion of squishy frozen water racing Continue reading Fatbike “worlds”
random shit.
Here is some random shit that I thought was all worth putting in one place. I think the Trailforks app from Pinkbike fucking rules and Continue reading random shit.
#drunkcyclistday roundup
Here are some Drunkcyclist Day pics from y’all around the interwebs. Continue reading #drunkcyclistday roundup
DRUNKCYCLIST DAY 2018!
It’s Drunkcyclist day! Today is the day that we make a point to go for a ride, sip a beverage (or 10) and celebrate life. Continue reading DRUNKCYCLIST DAY 2018!
Tuesdays with Dirty: Talk Soon.
I was sitting on the floor with my back up against the wall near my gate in the O’hare international terminal. I was on my Continue reading Tuesdays with Dirty: Talk Soon.
Smash Hearts
I have never been a big fan of physical contact with people outside my immediate family. If you come in for a handshake, I’ll probably give you a high 5 or preferably a knuckle pound. I am not a germophobe, I’m just not really into it. Continue reading Smash Hearts
Cuba. #IsThisBikepacking?
We were only traveling with small backpacks so we acquired some straps and some lengths of rope to tie heavy shit to our handlebars, then set out on our way. Is this bikepacking? Continue reading Cuba. #IsThisBikepacking?