Author Archives: Michael Henry

Good Deal. Comes in Three Speeds.

Let me just say: I’m pretty sick of driving to and from work, five days a week, along the I-25 corridor. There’s the traffic, the lame FM radio that seems to play the same 15 songs over and over, the bad drivers, the jarring roads. Not to mention the significant car troubles we’ve endured latelyContinue reading “Good Deal. Comes in Three Speeds.”

Rain, and Change

The rains have come and gone, and now all that’s left is the aftermath. What have we lost? In many ways, after this summer of 2013, we will never be the same. From wildfires to floods, nothing gold can stay, as Frost said so well. When my wife and I first moved to Denver, inContinue reading “Rain, and Change”

There Have Been Years

Every year I get to spend a week up in Grand Lake, Colorado, on the edge of Rocky Mountain National Park. And every year I sojourn back to two trails I like very much: the Grand Lake Metropolitan trail network, and the Gilsonite to Wolverine Trail, which courses through the remote Arapaho National forest. OneContinue reading “There Have Been Years”

Riding White Ranch—With Commentary by William Shakespeare

Last Sunday I embarked on a great ride at White Ranch with my riding buddy Ed. Our first ride of the new year together, it was great to have a pal there, to shoot the bull, to discuss the proper line, to draft behind on the long slog up Belcher Hill and then onto ShorthornContinue reading “Riding White Ranch—With Commentary by William Shakespeare”

March, Spring, and Risking Your Heart

I’m getting excited about spring. I’m getting excited about daylight savings time. I’m getting excited about riding again. But there’s that nagging, curmudgeonly voice in my head, that lazy and insecure blabbermouth, that not-interested shade of me that is tired of fiddling with all the gear, with driving to the trailhead, with the pain andContinue reading “March, Spring, and Risking Your Heart”