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THUMP-bump! THUMP-bump! THUMP-bump! THUMP-bump!
My highly-elevated heart-rate pounded vehemently in my head, my temples throbbing and my eyes stinging from being popped so…
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TCI FRIDAY
I’ve got nothing against climbing.
At least once a week I head into Oregon’s Coastal Range, where my ride begins with a two-mile climb with grades that are, well, let’s…
Hey, Just Ride 66
Deep in the grips of a Wisconsin winter when summer feels an eternity away, the daydreamers emerge from their hibernation and gaze off into space.
That trance hits…
Hey, Just Ride 65
Life’s mysteries tend to whip my imagination into frenzies, which pretty much can be expected for a writer, dreamer and obsessive optimist like me.
Mother Nature’s…
Hey, Just Ride 64
Ah, young love. You know what I’m talking about. That phase when you just can’t get enough, and you want more, more, more!
Not much can compare to falling in love with…
Hey, Just Ride 63
My true belief is that people think too much. We spend too much time with the past or future flooding our brains that we sometimes miss the value of the present. This is…
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For many years it stood as my inspirational New Year’s Eve tradition once my wife and daughters retired after ringing in a fresh start by banging pots with wooden spoons…
Hey, Just Ride 61
The first time I laid eyes on her, she looked stunning, even if it was nothing more than a tiny color photo in a catalogue that everyone handed around at work.
Oh, I know…
TCI Friday
I can't say for certain where it came from, or when, but somewhere along my amazing journey as a writer and a rider I learned to rely heavily on my gut instincts, my heart…
Hey, Just Ride 60
Sometimes in this magical world we discover the most astonishing connections, and if you ride a bike I’m sure you have a story to share of how that inanimate collection of…