The trouble with ginger snaps is that you can grab way to many at one time. I just grabbed myself a handful, brewed a cup of black cherry tea and now I am ready blog about last nights ride. We did the same thing last night. We grabbed a big ol handful of fun. It…

So there you have it. 3 weeks of me not posting a blog. Sometimes we get a little behind. I have uploaded more photos on Picasa as well and also a video on YouTube. Initially I wanted to post a blog per image because there is a story behind each set. I guess in the…

The Trip – Day 1 I took a half day off work so that my accomplice and I could get a good start on a trip to Boise Idaho. I went through the usually Friday follies at work. You know what I mean. The boss pulls you aside and says drop what you are doing…

Have you ever just drove by on on something that you kept saying, “One day I am going to do that”? This post is about one of those times that I got to do “it” one spring day.  Mostly I am about to ramble out my thoughts so the movie is a better source of…

So picture this: me, standing tall at the post-race grub table, salsa-stained fingers clutching a chip, regaling my crew with tales of victory (okay, maybe just finishing). Underneath the “racer” facade, though? A 44-year-old body rebelling like a teenager at a Justin Bieber concert. Later, stripping down for the celebratory fiesta at the local Mexican…

The Race – Day 2 If there’s an upside to hypothermia, it’s the eternal nap you slide into—no alarm clock needed. Last Saturday, I nearly checked out permanently when suddenly, a voice broke through my frosty slumber: “Wanna hit up town for breakfast?” That invitation yanked me back to the land of the living—or at…

Today at noon, I headed out for Barking Spider, much to the laughter of my Aunt Paula. That’s what we call Uncle Dave’s farts. All joking aside, it’s a fun little course. Last night, I was able to join the Thursday Night Ride, but to everyone’s dismay, I proceeded to smash my bike with my…

So there I was on the Kim Williams Trail thinking how awesome it was that it was dry and looking forward to a great mountain bike ride. My threshold interval started at the bottom of Deer Creek Road and by the time I clicked my lap timer it was evident that I would encounter mud.…

Time for a rant blog. It’s only right since the weather in Missoula has turned from spring to winter. I awoke to Montana Public Radio stating that there is a winter weather advisory today. Oh, jeez. Time to turn off that pesky media; I don’t even know why I turned it on. Also on MPR,…

Ah, Monday, or as I like to call it, “The Great Survival Day.” It’s that peculiar day of the week when the universe conspires to test our will to live, patience, and coffee tolerance.

“Good morning, world! It’s my birthday today! Who am I? Richard Bach might know, or at least he has written the perfect depiction of who I am, what I stand for, and what I’m all about. ‘Jonathan Livingston Seagull‘ is a fable about a seagull learning about life, flight, and the pursuit of self-perfection. Paul…

This is my final piece of 4 posts in a tiny series, or stages. My recollection of last weekend’s trip to Lewiston for the Devils Slide Mountain Bike Race. This race has a long tradition. The Brown’s and I have been there from the beginning. The 2010 movie. 2006 : My first race since I…

This is my high drama piece of 4 posts in a tiny series, or stages. My recollection of last weekend’s trip to Lewiston for the Devil’s Slide Mountain Bike Race. It was race day and here is how it went down. We awoke to a cloudy and chilly morning. Someone mentioned rain but I still…

This post is a second in a tiny series (or stages) of my recollection of last weekend’s trip to Lewiston for the Devils Slide Mountain Bike Race. This is the first race of the season and it was a great time. We left off picking up keys to the cabin. The cabin wasn’t ready and…