I want to start by mentioning how impressed I am with Neuvation Cycling’s customer service. Just five minutes after I emailed them at http://neuvationcycling.com about my rear wheel issue, I was informed that a new wheel is already on its way, along with a return postage label for the old one. Their customer support is exceptional. Although I used to email John directly, I now contact them through customerservice@, but the service remains outstanding.
Marshall Canyon Road
Last night, I broke the wheel during hill sprints up Marshal Canyon Road.
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Today is my birthday, and I want to express my gratitude to everyone who has sent me birthday wishes. This morning, I went for a training ride on my Trek MTB, only to remember that I had removed its brakes last weekend. I ended up running through the first stop sign I encountered – that was a close call! Additionally, when I arrived at work, I realized I had forgotten to pack my regular clothes. Fortunately, thanks to Action Wipes and an extra pair of riding shorts I had, the situation was somewhat salvaged. Close one!
Counting down the days till the new parts arrive for my solo 24-hour race bike. The frame’s a Turner, so naturally, I’m thinking of naming it “Turner.” Kind of like naming your dog Rover, right?
Ah, New Mountain Bike Day: it’s like Christmas, but instead of Santa, you get mud, sweat, and the great outdoors. It’s the day where every hill suddenly looks like a challenge rather than a chore, and the world feels ripe for exploration. Just remember, the first scratch is both a heartbreak and a rite of passage. So, ride hard, laugh when you tumble, and may your snacks be plentiful. Here’s to adventures on two wheels and the stories they’ll fuel at tomorrow’s dinner table.
Chiropractic Plus, located in Butte, MT, is dedicated to the health and wellbeing of their patients. This is a husband and wife team that moved to Butte in 2000 from Seattle and we all know why. It is the outdoor and family oriented life that I find very inviting every time I go over there from Missoula. Oh yea, I have been there a lot lately, visiting Pipestone to MTB.
It was just last summer I was cussing out Warren and he zipped past me during the 8 Hours of Labor making me look like a beginner. I hold grudges and want a rematch but first I will be staying in a comfy place and enjoying my once in a lifetime trip up north.
Last year’s ride? Oh, hands down, it was the champ of all road bike adventures. Might’ve been the gravel roads that made it feel like a throwback to the wild, wild west, allowing us to dust off those cross bikes with the knobby tires. Or, perhaps, it was that stroke of luck where I somehow, against all odds, ended up winning the race (let’s not talk about this year, shall we?). But you know what? The real cherry on top was the epic barbeque at Matt Seeley’s place afterwards. Nothing wraps up a day of pedaling like good company and even better BBQ.
Hey everyone! Huge shoutout to my parents, Team Buckeys, on their 36th anniversary! 🎉 Sending all my love.
This takes me back to a tough race day at Mount Snow, Vermont. I was dead last, totally beat. But then, my folks arrive, cheering as if I’d just struck gold! Despite my flop, they saw me as a winner just for being me.
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That’s my parents – they focus on love, not mistakes. Their 36th anniversary reminds me how amazing their support is.
Cheers to Mom and Dad, the heart of Team Buckeys! They taught me real winning is about who’s with you at the finish line, not just crossing it first. Happy Anniversary! 🥂
To my racing buddies, remember: In our loved ones’ eyes, we’re always winners. Keep racing and loving!
Hey there! So, Muleterro, part of the Gallatin Valley Bicycle Club gang, is throwing a Bike Swap bash at the Gallatin County Fairgrounds. It’s the place to be for snagging deals on all kinds of bikes, parts, gear, and even bike and jogging strollers.
Here’s the lowdown:
Early birds who help out (and are GVBC members) get in at 7:30-8:00 a.m.
GVBC members get exclusive access from 8:00-9:00 a.m.
The general public can join the fun from 9:00-11:45 a.m.
Then, everyone’s gotta clear out for a bit at 11:45 a.m., making room for the discount frenzy from 12:00-1:00 p.m.
Wanna know more? Check out their flyer and all the deets on their website. Click the pic or head over here for the flyer, and don’t miss out on the full scoop over at the Bike Swap Website.
Hello from the snug, albeit somewhat nippy, nook of my home here in the heart of Missoula, Montana! This morning threw a frosty wink my way, sparking a hearty internal debate over the merits of leaving the warm embrace of my blankets. But, folks, fasten your seatbelts because Mother Nature’s got a plot twist up her sleeve. The sun, in its infinite kindness, has chosen today of all days to make a grand entrance. And if the local grapevine holds any truth, we’re on an upward trajectory to the lofty realms of the upper 30s.
So, what’s the word on the street for us, the proud inhabitants of this picturesque burg? It spells a day teeming with possibilities. Whether you’re itching to explore the trails, mildly perturb the wildlife with your fledgling photography skills, or simply savor a steaming mug of joe amidst the flora, today is shaping up to be more than just a pretty picture outside your window. Bundle up, my friends—it’s shaping up to be a spectacularly average day in Big Sky Country!
On this day in history, ‘Hey Zeph! Want an Action Wipe?‘ I asked, after cleaning the blood from my shin.
A couple weeks ago I was listening to the FredCast Podcast and herd an interview that David B had with Martha Van Inwegen, creator of Action Wipes. My ears perked not only because these two meet each other on Twitter but because she was describing a product withTea Tree Oil and Eucalyptus Oil, both of which I use to “freshen up” after rides and use in my bath and shower. I was all a-twitter (just had to say that) and followed her Twitter account.
I think this product is perfect for the ultra endurance MTB scene specifically 24 hour racing. Probably could be the most important piece of equipment one could use. The interface between seat and arse must be kept happy … right?
I shared my thoughts with her and next thing I know I have Action Wipes in my commuting bag. Check it, I posted a photo on theFriends of Action Wipes!
I cant wait for the 24 Hours of Rapeljie, I will be the most comfy person out there. And … all my trips to Pipestone this time of year to mountain bike I don’t have to worry about sitting all the way home and developing a problem. It will be on the checklist for the worlds for sure.
On this day in history, ‘Hey Zeph! Want an Action Wipe?‘ I asked, after cleaning the blood from my shin.
Last summer I threw a fit after a bike ride and busted my camera. Paul and Ross would remember it well. I had lost my memory card but today I found out what really happened to my memory card out of my camera. In a twist of fait I found some long lost photos and I cherish the moments they capture even more now that at the time I blew my lid.
When my camera got in the way of a flying floor pump it got busted and apparently I threw it in my book bag. I don’t know how it happened but the card must have gotten ejected. Not only that but the card found its way through a rip and into the interior of the bag (out of reach of everyday use).
The next day when I discovered my camera was working I went and bought a new memory card. I had went back that night and searched through every inch of the dog poop laden parking lot at Blue Mountain.
I just discovered it today and there must have been a reason that it got lost and I never saw the photos. At this time in the year when it is so cold outside and it snows almost every other day. It is a contrast to see such beauty and awesome trails. It provides hope that one day it will be that way again.
Greetings from the frosty embrace of Missoula, Montana, where the snowflakes are as indifferent to my well-being as I am to their whimsical dance—thanks to the delightful cold that’s taken up residence in my sinuses. You might’ve noticed a digital avalanche in your feed today; that’s just me, turning cabin fever into a content festival. Photos and Vids!
In a twist of fate last night, I reached the peak of Mount Sickness. Armed with nothing but a DIY humidifier (a marvel of modern engineering if I do say so myself) and possibly those Zicam tablets I’ve been treating like candy—though I’m not sure if you’re supposed to snort them—I’ve begun my descent back to health.
Amid this, the economy is throwing side-eyes at my racing season, threatening to bench me before I even start. So yeah, I’m as bummed as a squirrel in a nut-free zone. Fingers crossed it doesn’t come to that. At this rate, I might just stick to cross-country races; they’re like the microwavable meals of training. But my dreams of ultra-endurance glory are hanging by a thread thinner than my patience these days. Tomorrow’s mysteries remain as such.
Today’s philosophical nugget? Surrendering control to the universe. It’s like realizing you’re not the DJ of life but sometimes you get to pick the playlist. Lost my train of thought there… Oh right, embracing the chaos and cherishing the controllable, like plotting a return to Pipestone next weekend. Because, why not?
Enough rambling—I’m off to cocoon into a recovery nap and drown my cells in nutrients before breaking free into the great outdoors. There’s a promise of dirt roads in Pipestone calling my name, and I’m determined to show this bug the exit before then. So, here’s to hoping and hopping back on the saddle. Take care, fellow dirt aficionados.
On This Day In History
Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in! It’s another trip down memory lane, folks, and boy, have we got some doozies lined up for ya today. Buckle up, ’cause this ride’s about to get a whole lot bumpier!
2008: Speakin’ of good chuckles, how about that Marcy? Cutest darn thing this side of the Mississippi, I tell ya. Nothin’ beats a lazy day off from trainin’, just kickin’ back and hittin’ the trails with your favorite four-legged pal. ‘Course, that Lolo Pass Ride was looming on the horizon, so it was back to the grindstone soon enough.
2006: Now, here’s a doozy for ya! A good ol’ fashioned snowpocalypse, barrelin’ down on us like a freight train. But hey, at least we got to soak up some of that glorious sunshine while it lasted, right? And with friends comin’ to visit, well, that’s just the cherry on top of the sundae!
2006 (again): Ah, yes, the age-old conundrum of privacy versus accessibility. Gotta love those brain-scratchin’ ideas that really get the ol’ noggin churnin’. Course, knowin’ me, I probably got about three sentences in before my mind started wanderin’ off to more pressin’ matters… like what I was gonna have for lunch that day.
Well, there you have it, folks! A whirlwind tour through the years, with all the twists, turns, and belly laughs you’d expect from yours truly. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya about the bumpy ride!
Many of you know I applied to get a groovy ride with the GT Dirt Coalition this up coming season. This week I am on a rest break from a pretty decent block so I am out there on the internet getting caught up on everyone’s blog. According to Lee Unwin and the Dirt Coalition blog they are making contacts even now and giving some riders the great news.
ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY, A DELIGHTFUL JOURNEY THROUGH THE ARCHIVES:
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.
Good morning from Missoula Montana where I enter into a much deserved rest week after a 3 week block of some pretty fun hill intervals and some long weekend rides. I am lucky to find sun and fun each weekend and not get killed in the South Hills of Missoula during my week day after work hill sessions. It’s been a pretty good block.
In the last three weeks I have been on the bike for 50.99 hours, 431.02 miles, 37,356 vertical feet of climbing, 110 bpm average heart rate, 143 bpm average interval heart rate. For me a pretty bold undertaking (specially with a full time job).
This year I am sitting at 925 miles for the year, the most since 1997. 109 hours, also the most since 1997. I love training and stats … have you figured that out yet?
Yesterday I did a road bike ride in the Bitterroot Valley and I must say it is one of my top road bike rides of all times. The terrain, dry roads, and spectacular views made it a keeper.
I parked my car in the parking lot of the Stevensville Super 1 and headed to the East Side Highway. The first town to go through is Stevensville which is a pretty cool town with a nice little western downtown.
Down the road a bit was Corvallis with its New England look. I am reminded of some of my road bike rides in CT at I pass some church like buildings made into antique shops and ice cream parlors. Cool little village. What made this ride was all the small towns to go through. In Montana you are lucky just to reach one other town where as in the East you roll through many.
Next came Hamilton with its big brewery and cool shops downtown. I wouldn’t mind living in this town but one gets the feeling like there is serious money in this hamlet. From there I climbed towards the Bitterroot Mountains to do the West Side Road (route shown me by Jim :).
The last part is my favorite as I swung East and headed towards Skalkaho Pass. In the summer you can travel to the falls and the road turns to dirt. With a cross bike this ride is awesome. I made it to the gate and the snow was deep and I ran into a closed gate (couldn’t go any further anyway).
I met some nice folks and they took my photo before I headed back to the car. I fully recommend this route. In all it is 88.66 miles with about 1.5 thou feet of climbing, a very fun, easy, and scenic ride.
On this day in history, let’s dive into the captivating tales from my blog, each entry marking a unique snapshot of life’s adventures and musings:
2008: Its Off to Seeley Lake – A narrative about a spontaneous trip to Seeley Lake, reflecting on the excitement and unpredictability of pre-season riding.
2007: I’m No Fake – A candid exploration of authenticity and the complexities of human interaction, challenging readers to reflect on their own experiences.
2004: Pentagon to Cancel Comanche – A post discussing the Pentagon’s decision to cancel the Comanche helicopter program, offering insights into military procurement and policy.
2004: New Poem in Literature Menu – Bill shares a new poem dedicated to his mother, blending personal reflection with artistic expression.
2002: What’s Up In Plattsburgh? – A light-hearted investigation into the quiet happenings of Plattsburgh, showcasing Bill’s curiosity and engagement with his community.
2002: Psycho – A chilling recount of a late-night call from an ex-girlfriend, opening a window into the darker, more mysterious aspects of life and relationships.
Hold yer horses, partner! I ain’t no G-man, but I do dig the “Counting Sheep” loop – wouldn’t catch me dead in a 24-hour race, though!
Now, listen up ’cause I got a doozy of an idea to liven things up: Ghost Rider, Riding with the Dead… Ghost Town 24!
Montana’s chock-full of spooky ghost towns, like Garnet with its sweet 10-mile MTB loop. But any of ’em could work! We’d partner with the folks who keep these dusty relics alive, boost tourism, and even throw some bucks their way for a facelift.
Imagine a dusty start/finish line smack dab in the town, ringed by old-timey tents like a rendezvous. A saloon for a lap counter? Hitch your bike, check in, and boom, you’re back on the dusty trail. Talk about atmosphere!
Whatcha think? Sounds like a hoot, right?
On this Valentines Day in history:
2008: To Deer Creek and Back – An impromptu cycling and hiking adventure in Pattee Canyon, embracing the snowy landscape.
2008: Deer Creek Snow Sneak – Swapping traditional Valentine’s Day plans for a snowy bike ride up Deer Creek, seeking untouched trails and epic views.
2004: Mount Ellen Vermont – A solo venture into Mount Ellen’s wintry embrace, detailing a challenging hike amidst a Valentine’s Day whiteout.
2002: My Emotional Profile – A reflection on the quest for love and understanding, highlighting the importance of emotional connections and self-awareness.
Each post captures a moment in time, offering insights into my personal journeys, challenges, and the beauty of adventure. Enjoy delving into these snapshots of life’s rich tapestry.
TGIF? More like, “Thank goodness it’s finally time to collapse.” Wrapped up yesterday with a victory lap – my 4th ascent of Whittaker Drive (peek the glory here) – and boy, does it feel like I’ve conquered Everest. Clocking in at 8,200 vertical feet of pure, unadulterated hill intervals since Tuesday in Crazy Canyon (proof right here), I’m on cloud nine, albeit a cloud made of equal parts triumph and exhaustion.
Now, as I stare down the barrel of the weekend, there’s a bittersweet vibe. The upcoming rest is like a mirage in the desert, utterly necessary yet slightly melancholic without any solid plans. But hey, isn’t that what emails are for? Time to blast out my usual “who’s up for what?” message.
Alright, buckle up ’cause this ain’t your run-of-the-mill pedal pusher we’re talkin’ about. This bike? It’s the stuff of legends, and I’m not even playing. If you’ve got a stash of cash burning a hole in your pocket and feel like making my day (because, let’s face it, my wallet’s on a diet), then, buddy, have I got a pitch for you. Here’s the lowdown from a pal of mine:
Imagine this: a Gary Fisher Genesis 2.0, with its 26-inch hardtail glory. We’re talkin’ top-of-the-line Sram X-O at the rear, with trigger shifters that’ll make your heart skip a beat, paired with a Sram X-9 upfront for that smooth-as-butter transition. Brakes? Only the Avid Juicy Ultimate will do for stopping on a dime. And the suspension? A RockShox Blackbox WorldCup fork with a nifty custom lockout you can control right from the bar. The wheels? Bontrager Race XLite, tubeless, because what else would you expect? Add in Ti eggbeaters and a full carbon setup for the seatpost, stem, and bar, and what do you get? A dream ride for a cool $1400.
If this little spiel has your gears turning, hit me up. I’ll hook you up with the seller. Trust me, this deal is as sweet as they come.
ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY
Let’s take a stroll down memory lane with my intriguing blog posts:
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