Sunday, October 23, 2016

Pop. 900 Elev. 5000

I'm moving to a place that has 5X the elevation as humans.  Up into the Hills!

It has 2 breweries, 3 wineries, a bike shop, a good Mexican restaurant, and a lumber mill.

Beats all I can think of right off the top of my head.

In other news:  The View is golden.

Monday, October 17, 2016

Time for Change

I love the fall.  It's the smell of it that I really love and I don't know why, because it's the smell of things dying.  Maybe it's the smell of everything that was good and now its in its time and place.

It's saying goodbye... and see you soon.

I was preparing for a bike ride this evening and first Annie sat in my helmet which was lying on the ground.  Then, when I shewed her out of that and put it on, she jumped on my bike.

Sorry Annie, you can't go with.  I must say Goodbye... and see you soon.

In other news:  I'm moving out of the big city and up into The Hills.  Change is good- always change for the better.

The hits just keep coming...

Sunday, October 9, 2016

The Other Side of the World

Growing up in Missouri and living a great part of my life in Kansas, "Moab" was mostly a philosophical idea.  An ideal, actually.  But never anything real... really.  Well, I live in The West now and it's not that far away.


A lot of firsts this weekend.  I rode my bike above 11,000 feet.  Rode all the classic ST at Moab that I thought was reversed for the Gods.  Plus a trip to Grand Junction.  So much to learn- so much to know that is unknown.

New friends.  New trails.  New Life.

Thursday, September 29, 2016

We love our chickens

3 good little chickens are laying eggs.  2 bad little chickens are not.  Bad chickens are not long for this earth.

Annie is the BEST.  She lays an egg every day.

The coop is my own design.  I tried to match the house.  The chicks seem to dig it.  It's big enough for 10 but we've only got 5 in there now.

Free range and organic (mostly).  They are so good.  We let them out and they wander the forest and the neighborhood and they come back at sunset.

Wednesday, September 21, 2016


Cara and I spent the last two weekends in Wyoming.  We got so so lucky with the weather: 70 and sunny!  That's great for Wyoming in September.

We rode Curt Gowdy one weekend and the Bear Lodge Mts the next.  Curt Gowdy is an IMBA Epic- look it up!  Because, I can't even begin to explain how fun it is.  It's a big playground of bulbous rocks.  I was grinnin' like a baked possum all weekend.

I've never seen anyone groove through technical stuff like Cara.  Inspirational.

Curt Gowdy should be on everyone's "To Do" list.  I want to go back there and kiss all those rocks.  I love you, El Alto.

And in other news... Annie and Goldie are laying eggs.  Good job, girls!

I just love eating the young when they are fresh and warm.  Yes I do.

Monday, May 23, 2016

I am Blessed

Rode Alkali/Bulldog, Bone Collector, Red Rock Overlook, Shanks, Storm Mountain... and a few other trails all within the last 7 days.  Oh yeah, and Semelius!

So so so many trails.  And I haven't even ventured into the Northern Hills in awhile!

I am truly Blessed.

Cara and I rode Bone Up to Red Rocks Overlook to Shanks the other day.  I am so glad I was on my hardtail b/c that is so classic 90s style XC trail.  All the way straight up Classic XC!  Super fun.

We made a plan to pack up some provisions and ride that route over to Buzzard's Roost- lap that and then come back on the Hisega Rim.  About 30 miles?  Ish??  Dreaming...

Maybe even head through New Trail, Bunny, over Norris and to The View first and then do the Buzzard's loop for about 50+ miles.  Oh!  Could sneak Howling Beagle in there too for a 60-miler.

That will require a larger pack and some ice, and lots of cheese.  Lots and lots of cheese.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

A little disconnected...

It's been a lot of business- pronounced, "busy-ness"- for me lately.  Busy at work.  Busy at home.  Lots going on.  Lots of good stuff... and a little bad.

First the singular bad:  Had a pretty gnarly crash-up on my road bike that I've been trying to get over.  I was roaring down a long descent into a tight left-hander and had it all lined up until I hit the little piece of gravel.  Strava says I went down at 40 mph.  I slid a long ways and lost a lot of skin.  Leg.  Butt. Arm. Hand.

It may sound funny, but I enjoyed it because I'd already decided to.  I remember thinking, "When am I going to stop sliding???"

It was a great day all-in-all.  Except I ruined my classic Colavita kit- Booo!!

Cara and I have been making a lot of bracelets for the SHS riders.  Those kids are awesome and they are really digging the bracelets.  That makes me happy.

There is so much more I want to do.

I was served a lucky twist of fate.  What do I do with it?  I felt a little off center today and so I am going to find myself on The Bulldog tomorrow.  It's my place to recenter.

A crusade to blaspheme gravity.  Arrrr!