Today’s ride was yet another episode in the grand soap opera I like to call “As the Pedal Turns with the Cuddle Bears!” I was riding shotgun on Moki, and she was on her beloved Pumpkin Spice, as we charged up Marshall Grade like a couple of Tour de France…

I was sick on my birthday so the entire event was rescheduled. And since I was sick I did not get the email about when it was rescheduled to. Then one day I got ambushed by the entire clan. I knew something was up when an art project irrupted in…

“Interval training today?” “Yeah… I’m feeling chunky… ugh.” Pretty sure that random cyclist didn’t sign up to hear that bit. I mean, you bump into someone while out for a ride and suddenly it’s confessions of feeling bloated? Am I a walking, biking Dear Abby now?

Back in my old haunt, Missoula, squeezing in one of those quick, gritty workouts. Took on Sentinel after chaining myself to my desk all day. With daylight slipping through my fingers, I sprinted for the trailhead and soon found myself on a ridge, practically touching the clouds. Managed to snag…

Forget “tooting” or the symphony of the nether regions – I have to admit, the title just tickled my funny bone like a toddler’s giggle. The Barking Spider Mountain Bike Race in Nampa, Idaho this weekend had my name on it, and let me tell you, it was a doozy.…

Just dropped my list of 2006 mountain biking adventures (and then some) on the site. You can’t miss it—it’s chillin’ in the main menu under “2006 Races”. But hey, I’m only human. Spotted a typo? Got a race that’s not on the list but absolutely needs to be? Hit me…

Things are moving along, albeit not at the warp speed I had in my mind. I suppose it’s like trying to sprint in flip-flops—possible, but not ideal. Just yesterday, I hung out at Write Associates (which, by the way, is totally not the sinister lair its URL, http://www.right.com/, might suggest).…