Meeting Heather (sometimes affectionately referred to as “hg” on this blog) was an important moment in my cycling history - she was the first chick that I actually connected with in an exclusively “bike” setting. In fact, when I went to go meet her for the first time off the bike, I had to sit […]
In 1999 I was living in Calcutta, India working for Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity. By day I cleaned bed sores and pulled maggots out of open wounds. I carried skeletal women in my arms and bathed them with my hands. I held the women who came to be my friends and washed their smocks. […]
Photo: Kenji Sugahara
Hey - is Thanksgiving tomorrow? How the hell did that happen?
Sunday’s race report went up yesterday afternoon over at Ye Olde Wend Magazine.
This week is the classic 5 days of work stuffed into 3 days time but how can I not take a moment to post this picture of the Dead Rat (my […]
I didn’t kill it. I swear.
But it was there.
Big, squishy rat. Cyclocross roadkill. On the course. Just after a jaunt through a pile of rotten pumpkins (rideable).
It reminded me of the sacrificial bird and I rode faster.
Something about riding over dead things brings back the primal viking urge of my ancestors that lies dormant most […]
The online version of this Sunday’s column is already up over at Oregon Live. If you get the paper and want to check out the print version, it will run in tomorrow’s edition in the Outdoors section, which is in Travel.
Regular readers with long memories will notice that this is a blog entry that I […]
My approach is all backwards, but my standard M.O. is to party all ‘cross season and then suddenly dig my heels in and bring the whole overindulgence thing to a screeching halt.
I tend to be all-in or all-out. It’s one or the other. People say, “Just have one beer.” and I think to myself, “Who […]
Nothing like a little Fecal Cyclocross to close out the Crusade, eh?
As a self-proclaimed mud connoisseur, I’m going to proclaim the Hillsboro Crap Corral officially disgusting. Yet strangely intriguing. Earthy, piquant, and ripe.
This week’s race report is up over at Wend. Enjoy!
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Cyclocross season is party time for me. Beer, bikes, babes and whiskey. It’s my favorite time of the year. I love it.
But all that partying really takes a toll, man. I’m tired! And I look like hell! And Sal has started calling me “Janice” again (this is a Goodfella’s reference). That’s never a good thing.
So […]
I lived here once. I wouldn’t move back, but I lived here once and sometimes when I’m here, it feels like home. Like coming back.
There is one bike in Sal’s parents garage. It’s his favorite bike. His most prized possession even. It hangs from hooks in the ceiling and he rides it for one week […]
At 4:30 in the morning, after 3 hours of sleep, I decided I definitely needed to bring my pedal wrench with me on this trip (surely there are no pedal wrenches in the bay area!).
I want you know know that TSA does not allow heavy 18″ wrenches in carry-on luggage. Who knew?
It was with great […]
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