Life and circumstances have conspired to keep me from the roller races tonight, but I managed to sneak over to the Oregon Manifest bike show yesterday long enough to ogle some seriously sexy handmade steel, and a few other delights.
I’m heading off in every different direction today, but here are some snaps to tide you […]
It continues to rain.
I may eat my words later (and I promise to own it when I do) but I love this weather. Riding home in the rain is fucking religious. Little drops accumulating on my face, the dark, cloudy night sky above me. My michelin tires spraying through puddles that I […]
It has rained for a week.
On Saturday night I lay in the attic and listen to the raindrops hitting the roof. It has been raining forever. Our gutters are full and the downspouts filter water down the side of our house. In two years our house will be one hundred years old. […]
Monday night at the Montage is becoming a bit of a habit. Wine bottles are half-price and the place isn’t nearly as crazy and loud as usual. Last night we went out with new “couple friends” and split crawfish beignets, oyster shooters, two bottles of wine, a myriad of seafood entrees (catfish! blackened marlin! ), […]
Sam and I rolled our cross bikes out to Forest Park yesterday after watching the first races of the Cross Crusade series out at Aplenrose.
I was on fire. Inspired. Over the moon. Alpenrose had been crawling with cyclists, spectators, family, food and miles upon miles of beautiful, beautiful bikes.
We pedaled across Hawthorne Bridge, made our […]
Stumptown coffee on Belmont.
Josh and I huddle at the front window, chatting.
Not only did I get to sit within mere feet of a local pro cyclist whose blog I read religiously, I also got to watch in awe as other whippet-like riders gathered around me. From our perch we could watch as they rolled up […]
This weekend was supposed to be my first tournament with the A-listers. I was getting pumped up, preparing to vomit before the first game, laying out my lucky socks and t-shirts. I rented a car for the purpose of transporting my body and gear there and back. I was about to rock […]
Yeah. I’ve been off the radar for a bit. Flying low. Avoiding so much sonar.
Portland riding has me up, up, and up in a happy place. But I’m dangerous like downtown traffic with ipod headphones cranked full-tilt. Sammy tells me not to ride with the music in my ears but I can’t help it. I […]
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