There’s the old adage that those who wander are not always lost, and while I certainly appreciate that sentiment, I’d push it a bit farther. I think we often like to get ourselves lost, so that we can then find ourselves again. It renews a sense of wonder and newness with all that is familiar.Continue reading “Getting Lost”
Category Archives: Long Rides
My First Bike Race
Note: Following is an imaginary transcript of a phone call I would have made during the Winter Park XC Super Loop Race on June 25—if I’d been feeling chatty. (Inspired by a Frank O’Hara poem.) Hello, this is Roberta from the Department of Rationalization—how may I help you? Hi, Roberta thanks for taking my call.Continue reading “My First Bike Race”
Into the Woods
Riding on Wednesday afternoon, the sky hung low and there was a misty fog in the air, and it was cold, around 50 degrees. More like the east or west coast than the usually dry, airy foothills west of Denver, which was nice for a change. There were a few other riders out, but notContinue reading “Into the Woods”
The Weeks Slide By
How does time cruise by so quick? Suddenly I wake up and it’s August, and I haven’t ridden in almost a week. And I am already nostalgic about the rides I have taken, like the one at Buffalo Creek where my riding buddy Ed and I ran across this: A horse in the middle ofContinue reading “The Weeks Slide By”
Dream On
I keep surfing craigslist and ebay, admiring from afar–and in an abstract way–single speed 29ers. I’ve converted my old 26er into a single speed, and rode it a few times last summer. It was, of course, a completely different experience, and an exhausting ride. And therefore a complete blast. I really dug it, though duringContinue reading “Dream On”
Rocky Mountain Biker 