The Dixie Lite: Part Two
Aspen trees are my favorite. Especially many of them together, endless and crowded. When the wind waves through groves of aspen it creates a sound that is the very definition of peace and solitude. It is impossible not to feel alive and whole and wonderful when surrounded by the quaking leaves and wind of an […]
The Dixie Lite: Part One
On the counter of the Panguitch Lake General Store were items as valuable and sought after as gold: A snickers bar, red cream soda, chocolate milk, and a bag of Sun Chips. I was dirty—filthy dirty—hot and tired. It was Sunday, 10:30 AM. I had been riding since 6:00 AM, and had just completed a […]
Speeder Bikes
I’ve always loved Star Wars. And really, what male, in the 29-40 age bracket hasn’t always loved Star Wars? And while I appreciate each of the 3 original films*, Return of the Jedi remains my favorite. And not just because Princess Leia spends much of the film in an amazing gold bikini. But of course, […]
Guide to the Divide
The world’s toughest bike race is not in France. So claim the riders of the Tour Divide. 2,700 miles. 200,000 vertical. 2 Countries. 4 States. Unsupported. It’s big. And remote and beautiful and for me, way out of the realm of possibility—for now. Each year that possibility becomes reality for a few more riders. This […]
Win Any Race
Imagine this: You awake one morning to find a man standing next to your bed. Maybe he looks like Don Cheadle, and calls himself Cash. He offers you something—a glimpse, but even better. He tells you to pick a bike race—any bike race—to ride in. And not only that, but he promises that as part […]
Unrace One.
The banter was light as we waited for other riders to arrive. “Is Fatty coming?” “Said he was.” “Aaron is on his way.” “Hope he brought his legs.” “Did you bring yours?” “You’ll find out.” We rolled out casually, a pace that lasted at least 100 meters. The moment we passed the pay station the […]
Is This Fitness?
The Stan Crane Memorial, Intermountain Cup #6. Wherein I am forced to ask the question, “Is this fitness?”
Pain? What Pain?
There is at Soldier Hollow a most devious, leg scorching, lung-ripping, mind numbing hill. Actually, there are several. And they follow one another in succession. One after the other after other. Until, at last the hills stop… and lap 2 begins. And so goes the carousel of bleeding ears. However, standing out among the several, […]
