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Worried
Ok! So I didn’t get prepared for next weekend’s battle at the 24 Hours of Round the Clock. Instead I just lazed around Bozeman and took in it’s charm. I have this growing feeling that everything will be great and I will have fun. I always worry. Things will work out and the sun will…
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Bill time
I am up early. It is “Bill Time”. What is that you ask? Well that is everyday from 6am to around 10am. Since this is a period that most of the people that are close to me never see it is called “Bill Time”. It is my time. Time to go riding and training. Before…
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Anticipation
This weekend I will have a visitor. And we will visit. Like last weekend when we hit the Museum of the Rockies. It is nice to finally be in Bozeman for a while. I have been here for two weekends in a row and am loving it. Finally settling into the homestead. There is hopes…
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The beast commeth
A giant beast’s on my tail, kinda like Big Mike from the Museum of the Rockies, but this one’s dubbed 24 Hours of Round the Clock. Time to gear up; time’s zipping by. Facing a huge challenge I’m still wrestling with. Feels like I’m perpetually unprepared, and next weekend’s looming large. Gotta fix my bikes…
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Food crime
First off I am neither condoning or suggesting this type of behavior. But if one does find themselves in a position to consume lots of calories and they would like to … maybe break a few rules … one should be located in Bozeman. My partner in crime (who I am protecting the identity of)…
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Doing the job
My first real test of the new machine (Salsa:Red Barn) is producing some promising results. I did the Sypes to Middle Cottonwood adventure. This machine is all about adventure. It pushes easy, probably due to it’s larger wheels. And it is super safe feeling, again with the larger wheels. I love the simplicity of this…
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Bike date
Ah, the art of the perfect bike date. Let’s dive in, shall we? First things first, pick a spot that’s so under the radar it’s practically in witness protection. I’m talking about those charming, obscure rural towns in Montana with names that sound like they belong more in a New York borough than out West—Manhattan,…
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Inspiration
“Sometimes inspiration is more important then perspiration”, I tell my friend on the phone as I look out over the street to a colorful scene involving a red tree with mountains behind it. I was talking about the fact that I did not work out but instead watched a world cup mountain bike race on…
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Go with the flow
I cant really remember how it goes so I decided to just head in the general direction and let the flow of the adventure dictate my course. I mean just because we are human does not mean we are exempt from the randomness of life. Just like spring runoff coursing down the ever changing landscape.…
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Up the creek
Yesterday I tried my luck at riding up the road to Hyalite. It was closed as my friend suggested but instead of the foot of snow predicted all I found was dry roads. So I went up there …o/o
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Need to get out for a ride
The world is beautiful. And all elements are firing in order. The engine of life is tuned and I am ready for my trip. How can being so comfortable be so uncomfortable. When is a couch a torture device. The roof over my head a prision. Comfortable life is not for me. I think a…
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Home sweet home
After my walkabout I stumbled back to my cottage. It is nice to be home and last I was here it was all awhite with winter. Now the wildflowers are reaching towards the spring sun and everything is turing green. I open the windows and the light floods my home. I feel like I have…
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Out of control
My life may seem like a train wreck. But when you really look at it I actually have pretty good form.
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4th annual Jumbo Juggernaut
What does flowers have to do with today’s post. Shit I don’t know. It’s the only photo I have at the moment. I was busy riding my bike all day. Where did I ride do you ask? ha! The Jumbo Juggernaut. This year my new bike was the star. It climbed. And wow did it…
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2nd annual Bitter
But that took all day. I figured that if I could ride from Red Barn, do the Como Loop, traverse over to the Coyote Coolie Loop, and then get back to the barn in 3 hours that would be impressive. ~2011 Bitter Fast forward to 2012 and lining up at the starting line for the…
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How to miss a ride
This morning it started. A stuffy head from recent pollination with an increasing pressure in the head. All normal stuff. But when working remote sometimes you drink way to much coffee and eat way too much pastries. I texted my boss from Break Espresso that I was taking a sick day. An hour later I…
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Excuses to run
Every week, I incorporate a foot workout, harboring aspirations to eventually tackle an ultra on foot, like the Devils Backbone. Tonight was no exception, featuring 30-second intervals – ideal for sprinting up a climb, then capturing the descent’s beauty through my lens, possibly catching early signs of spring. Dependency The landscape on foot is similar…
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The morning show
Every morning I get up early to watch the show. I cook up some bacon and whip some cream for a quad espresso. Actually it is mostly decaf but I really like that strong bean taste. I gather all my gear and go outside on the deck. And right on time the sun comes up. …