The Marco Pantani Story
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 Continue reading The Marco Pantani Story
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
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 Continue reading The Marco Pantani Story
It’s tough to deny the fact that grassroots, long, self supported endurance events are blowing up. One of the newest events to add to the Continue reading Fitz-Barn Ride
I am as ready as I will ever be. Are you? It’s not too late to sign up! You know you want to! There are Continue reading Who is ready for Mohican MTB100?
So stoked BJ passed the bar, that mofo has been busting his ass for a long damn time to make this happen. Anyways, I thought Continue reading I am pumped for Big Jonny…
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 Continue reading Where the burden lies
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 Continue reading Requiem For a Rock Hound
Last winter, a guy named Dan was visiting the coffee shop where I work on a regular basis. He told me lived in Berlin and Continue reading Ozon Cyclery Bamboo Bikes
I tell you what, road racing is like eating a can of baked beans and washing it down with a pot of coffee because in Continue reading The third stage in the Giro d’Italia
The year was 1998. I was 28 years old, a handful of years out of college, and working in a bike shop as a mechanic. Continue reading VDB has a posse
The Whiskey came and the Whiskey went, with shots of fine liquor and a dime well spent. It was last year’s event that I first Continue reading The Great Whiskey (Off-Road) Debauchery
More information on the Whiskey Off-Road dropped in just under an hour ago. Lucky for me, I have the time this morning to actually post Continue reading Whiskey for breakfast, Whiskey for lunch
The alarm went off at 5 am Saturday morning. A short 3 hour nap after a wild night on the town in Prescott found us Continue reading It has been a long day