I Don’t Want Leprosy
I have been threatened with leprosy, and who knows what other untold doom, if I did not respond to these questions below. So, Fatty, here you are. I hope you are proud of yourself. And the only reason I have decided to answer these now (rather than later), is because I am stuck in this […]
That Race in France
I have not been following the Tour all that closely this year. I don’t have the RV and Rodeo Channel (Versus) and so I am left to follow the race online. And I forget to do that. And honestly, the last year or two I have just not been all that interested. The post-Lance era […]
Going over the Bars?
Terrified. Exhilarated. But still, terrified. Before me stretches an unknown road. Twisty, rough, upward it leads. Up into high country–meadows, trees, streams, dark forests–a blind vastness that engulfs the known universe. Terra incognita. There is no turning around now. Nothing to do but press forward. I clip in, and push the pedals. Slowly the anxiety […]
Epic Adolescence
Fatty’s Triathlon was fun. Pure ear to ear toothy grin fun. It struck me during the day just how juvenile riding a bike can be. Here was a sizable group of adults riding two-wheelers on swoopy trails, laughing, smiling and trash talking. And then afterward, we slid down a rock into a pool of water. […]
Motorcycles
I heart motorcycles Trail 252, also known as “Joy” got shredded to pieces. I sure hope the motorcycle(s) that did this had fun. Because it is not going to be fun trying to repair all that damage. “Joy” is part of the Wasatch Classic route, and claims one of the most thrilling descents you will […]
Trail 031
Trail 031 is a less-traveled piece of singletrack high above Dry Fork in American Fork Canyon. It connects with the Ridge Trail 157 at Pole Line Pass. My trail map describes it as some of the Wasatch’s “sweetest bits of singeltrack”. I had never explored it. Although for many summers I had intentions to do […]
Pre Classic
I wished away as much snow as I could. But the winter snowpack up above 9,000 feet is stubborn. After scouting some of the American Fork Canyon sections of the Wasatch Classic, it is painfully obvious that the 28th would be a snow bound plod. So what to do? Reschedule. August 16th 2008. By that […]
If a Tree Falls
An old tree stood at the trail junction of The Ridge, Tibblefork, and the South Fork of Deer Creek. I shot this photo last October. And then I found this photo from UMB user “heifferson“, taken on June 2nd. That is a shame. I liked that tree. And I liked that sign as well.
The Parental Unit
Not too long ago I told my dad about the SPOT locator. He loves gadgets even more than I do, and so I thought he’d really like the SPOT. My mom was listening, and as soon as she found out what the SPOT was capable of, she insisted I allow her to buy me one. […]
