I was feeling grumpy. And then I went for a ride. Afterward, I couldn’t remember why I was grumpy.
Ah, cyclocross. A brutal, unforgiving, intemperate companion. It offers no sanctuary, and no comfort. Only cold, indiff ...
Cyclocross has officially arrived. Unofficially, it never left. It occupied certain recesses of my brain all throughou ...
I’ve been shooting photos recently with a borrowed Canon 5d Mark II. It’s an amazing camera. Simply stunning ...
August was a slow blogging month. I was too busy out on the bike. I pre-rode stage 5 of the Tour of Utah. And then I sna ...
