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  • Posers: Remembering Last Summer

    Posers: Remembering Last Summer

    Last summer we climbed Avalanche Peak down yonder in Yellowstone Park. The climb was an arduous one with a ton of verticle. Which is a good thing. The wind was so strong we rested behind cairns. It seems it was the most desolate place. Until a tiny cute creature greeted us. And we dicovered what posers we were up there. This guy was … what wind? Isn’t it a nice sunny day? You got snacks?

    ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY, A DELIGHTFUL JOURNEY THROUGH THE ARCHIVES:

    2012: My piece of solitude – Revisiting an old friend, a trail that brings back single track skills memories, and an encounter with a private plow truck on an icy road.

    2012: Fallen – Observing the melancholy beauty of trees on Pipestone Pass, where one fallen tree seems to evoke despair in its companion.

    2010: Morning Trail – Capturing a quintessential Missoula moment for any mountain biker, “Morning Trail” highlights the beauty of South Sentinel as dawn breaks.

    2009: Dirt Coalition – Sharing aspirations to join the GT Dirt Coalition, and catching up on the internet during a rest break from a decent block of training.

    2008: Hard Miles – A recount of a challenging 60-mile ride up route 200 in the rain, bringing about a sense of unexpected energy and strength.

    2007: Lolo Pass Ride – An ambitious 66.1-mile journey to Lolo Pass, featuring around 5,000 feet of climbing and a cramp that led to late-night blogging.

    2007: I Just Keep Ending up Here! – A cozy moment at the Break Espresso, savoring a Carmel roll and a cup of Joe, a simple pleasure amidst biking adventures.

    2006: Turah Turah Ride Tonight – Reflecting on a great training ride to Turah and back, feeling good all the way home compared to a previous exhausting experience.

    2006: New Pictures Uploaded – The challenge of organizing and uploading pictures likened to herding caffeinated cats, all while chilling at Break Espresso.

    2003: What I really Want – A moment of technological simplification, desiring only the essentials like a new camera and a powerbook for summer adventures.

    2002: Emotional Alchemy – Sharing the anticipation for a book called “Emotional Alchemy,” following an outstanding mountain bike ride and a need for rest.

    This curated list of blog posts offers a glimpse into my biking adventures, poetic reflections, and life’s simple moments, painting a vivid picture of the journey through years.

  • The Urban Legend Winter Edition

    The Urban Legend Winter Edition

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    Funny the weekend approaches and we really don’t have anything to do. Then we wake up to snow. And then we know what to do.

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    As with every good fat ride we needed a wardrobe stop. Through Spooky Woods and by Cherry Creek. The Northern trail turns South towards town.

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    Once in town my partner discovered her toes were cold. Good thing the Urban Legend goes right by REI. Wholla, warmed toes via footbeds.

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    It became apparent that my chohart had a hankering for some pizza. Good thing the Legend goes by Bridger Brewing.

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    After a little snack we headed out to do the southern tip of the loop. First by the haystack and on to the sourdough trail.

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    The sourdough trail is our favorite. With multiple stops along the creek. And bushes or trees that are so entangled that they cross over the trail in a huge arch.

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    Every now and then you gotta stop for a kissy poo. And a snuggle hug.

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    At around the 20 mile mark we topped out on Pete’s hill. Now just the descent down to the library where we pick up season 9 of the Seinfeld series.

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    Mission accomplished. Now to hit up some alleys and on the backstretch.

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    Of course one must stop by the Bozeman Brewing Company to enjoy a liberation.

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    Soon we were through the tunnel and on the home stretch. Only the black bunny byway to go.

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    Across Bridger Canyon Drive we were surrounded by black bunnies signifying the upcoming finish.

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    And just like that every good trail ends at home.
    24 miles in 4.5 hours on a trail snuggles and I call the Urban Legend.

    ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY:

    Dive into these snapshots of life’s adventures, from musings on the simplicity of daily moments to the thrill of outdoor exploration. Each post is a testament to the journey of self-discovery and the ever-evolving adventure of life.

  • My favorite podcast

    My favorite podcast

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    Listening to Weekly Dose of Fat Radio – Show #44 – Heather Best Interview by Fat-bike Radio
    https://player.fm/1NWUdM

    ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY:

    Dive into these snapshots of life’s adventures, from musings on the simplicity of daily moments to the thrill of outdoor exploration. Each post is a testament to the journey of self-discovery and the ever-evolving adventure of life.

  • Madison Buffalo Jump

    Madison Buffalo Jump

    And we all know they are not buffalo. Right? They are bison. A picture story of last weekend visiting the Madison Buffalo Jump State Park.

    On this day in history, let’s take a delightful journey through time

  • Fat Pursuit 2015 Info

    Fat Pursuit 2015 Info

    Last year I posted my story

  • Firehole river tour

    Firehole River
    Firehole Canyon
    Fountain Flat Drive
    Gran Prismatic
    Grand Prismatic from “The Hill”
    Grand approaching storm
    Deep blue
    Roadside Yellow
    Really deep blue
    Hot Tub
    Vertigo

    It was one of those days. One in which I woke up with an idea. And this wasn’t the first time I’ve tried to ride my bike all day long without eating or drinking. You know to see if the new ketosis is working. So I left my car at Madison Junction and rode my bike through the Firehole Canyon Road. And then proceeded to go up Fountain Flat Drive, which turns to a primitive dirt bike trail, to the Grand Prismatic. I climb the hill and took some photos. Then on to the grand mall of Yellowstone, Old Faithful. Then to Lodestar Geyser in which I did not get any photos due to assanine tourists climbing on it. Overall it was a great day. And these are the photos. And yes went all day without even a thought of food or water.

  • Elements of yellowstone

    I was just talking, er writing, to a friend that I actually secretly hate Yellowstone National Park. I feel it is the Vegas of the federal lands. That all said it is the images I bring back that are of the most value to me. Images of the elements of what we seemingly protect. But … if you have been there you would know the truth. That is is mostly trampled and polluted buy the humans. Or as the animals call us … the heeyoums.

  • Cascade Creek

    At the Canyon Village in Yellowstone National Park it is not wise to bring a mountain bike. There is not many places you can ride a bike in the park. Oh yeah, there is Dunraven Pass. And the dirt road ride up Mount Washburn. But other than that there’s not really a place to go riding.

    No time to fret. Just throw on some hiking shoes and head out on one of the many trails. Cascade Creek is fun.

  • Oppurtunities

    Dunraven PassI have posted many a blog post about my so called “quick and dirty” efforts. There was the 2005 post Fixing a Flat, another reference in Back From Squaw, a “quick and dirty” post about Lightening Your Bike in 2007, a remembrance of a friend in MoZ Sunset in 2010, a visit to Missoula in 2012 prompted Good Enough, a Quick and Slushy in 2012 as well, and a Quick and Dirty Climb earlier this year.

    Wow, that is a lot of references. but is it? 2005 was a long time ago. So why am I still doing the “Quick and Dirty”. Like last night when I waited until an hour before bed to get out and exercise. Or earlier this month when I did a last minute climb up Dunraven Pass. Maybe I will write up an entire training plan consisting of just quick and dirties.

  • Lower Falls Morning

    I just woke up. The sun is not up yet, and it’s quite nipper out. It’s bill time. I jump on my bike, ride down to the north rim, and lock it up to the guardrail at the Red Rock Point trail head.

    I brought my camera because it’s kinda going to be overcast and I am thinking that I can take a couple stream shots along the way.

    The hike starts out down the usual Y.N.P. Canyon descent on a slightly paved crumbling walk way. You follow a stream down that’s cascading down the side of the canyon. Then you come upon some boards steps that go quickly down to a big red rock. And it is here where you stand on a big cement pad with other Yellowstone National Park enthusiasts gawking at the lower falls.

    But not this morning. I am up early and the crowds haven’t arrived yet. So I am alone and am able to actually observe more. More of the beauty. More of the sounds. More of the colors. I observe more of everything because of the absence of other human beings. And this is the essence of Bill Time.

  • Shroomin again

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    Every after work walk in the park is a run-in with a shroom.

  • Going to the park

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    I am on my way to “Da Park” to stay in my partners cabin. Has anyone been? Stop in at Canyon and see the evening program. Chances are she will be presenting.

  • Wandering through the woods

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    Sometimes when I’m walking through the woods I can get quite intimidated. But if you stop thinking about it and just look at it from outside your environment, as if you’re looking in. You shouldn’t be. You belong there. Does it take someone writing you a personal note to tell you that you make a difference? Sometimes it does.

  • Wednesday Night Rides

    Wednesday Night Rides

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    Wednesday Night Rides

    In 2014 my favorite part of the summer was the Wednesday night rides put on my roundhouse sports. It’s actually my only social activity during the week.

  • North Cottenwood walkabout

    I have had time to stew it over. Disgruntled because I didn’t get to do it this year. In any case my partner was around so we decided to hit up North Cottonwood. A trail that I haven’t done since the first time I attempted to do it. Way back when I first moved to Bozeman.

    It was a great hike, one where we never a reached our destination. But that was okay. We turned around and walk back to the car. Its been awhile since we’ve been out so this is good. It is all good right?

    But wait, how about what happened last weekend? Well something did happen last weekend, but this story is totally balls. Yeah sure, my partner and I went out for a hike on North Cottonwood. But that was about a month ago. No this is a fraudulent blog post. Was it wrong that I led you astray? That is all. As you were. At least the pictures are pretty, right?

  • Bike Shop / Storage

    Bike Shop / Storage

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    Back home and the grind starts. Maybe tonight I will hide. Maybe some bike shop time. Be with the bikes I have betrayed. Good job everyone that did/done the 2014 Fitzbarn.

  • Yellowstone National Park Bike Adventure

    Yellowstone National Park Bike Adventure

    Our Bike Route
    Is that another shroom?
    Yellowstone National Park Bike Adventure
    Yellowstone National Park Bike Adventure
    Yellowstone National Park Bike Adventure
    Yellowstone National Park bike adventure

    There is this great bike adventure in YNP. Mo an I did it; and before I did it from her cabin … big day. We parked at the West Entrance and biked via road to primitive trail to road to primitive trail … all the way to Lone Astar Geiser. And then back. Was really fun! Who-da-thunk!

  • Elements of life

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    The wall of the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone

    Looking across the canyon I see multiple colors and rock types. I heard the other day that when this human genome stops recognizing the type of elements in nature we will loose averything that makes us human and morph into another species. Domesticated and on the quick road to extinction. Not that we will mess things up but because of health issues.

    Has anyone ever heard of unwild, or maybe it is unwilding? The author has some pretty good ideas. Anyway as I stare across the canyon I do not know the names of the types of rocks. Although I do see the diffrence in color and texture. So from this I could figure things out with the proper field guide. So all is not lost.

    But what I really mean is that I am evolving from who I am and it must stop. The new job needs to go to the way side if things dont work out. I must get back on my bike. Things must change. All my elements are not recognizeable and I am blending in with the norm. Not good.