South With the Night
“I have lifted my plane from the Nairobi airport for perhaps a thousand flights and I have never felt her wheels glide from the earth into the air without knowing the uncertainty and exhilaration of...
View ArticleBrussels Express
Okay people, you know my lust of all things bike. This means you will have to suffer through posts VOID of anything photographic. However, think of the cinematography of this film, eat some...
View ArticleTwo Wheeled Freedom
As you know, I love bikes. This first image is a photograph of me and my first bike. I don’t actually remember getting the bike, but suddenly it was there. What I do remember is once this bike reached...
View ArticleNear and Fargo…….Ti
While I have yet to discover a cure for Lyme Disease I have found a wonderful distraction. This distraction happens to come with 29r tires, a titanium frame and disc brakes. The new beast has arrived....
View ArticleNear and Fargo(ing)
BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND. THE BIKE POST! There is still a small amount of dirt here in Newport. Not much, but there if you look hard enough. Nature is being voted out here in favor of more concrete,...
View ArticleFargo-ing
Spent the last week at the Blurb mothership in San Francisco. I drove up so that I could take the machine with me. Glad I did. Still fighting Lyme which means every single day is a guessing game. I...
View ArticleNear and Fargo: New Mexico 20140830
There are hills here. Oh ya, there’s that. First ride, out and back, 16 miles with a little over 1100 feet of climbing. Not much, but enough compared to Southern California. The air is clean here, so...
View ArticleNear and Fargo: New Mexico 20140831
“I haven’t ridden since May,” my friend said. “Good.” “I want you fat and slow,” I replied. The goal was just twenty-five miles of hilly, New Mexican gold. My house, north of town, east of town and...
View ArticleNear and Fargo: New Mexico Dawn Patrol 20140902
“I hope I run into the bear on a downhill,” I thought as I rounded the blind corner in a tuck and in the drops. The trash cans along the road had been turned over, sorted through and consumed. Bear...
View ArticleNear and Fargo: New Mexico 20140907
Some don’t make it back. I smelled this poor little guy before I saw him. Coyotes and cars don’t play well. I was climbing slowly, rising sun in my face when the whiff of death became apparent. Only...
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