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Among the Tires
Here at the bottom of the hollowit is twilight dark at noon.The redwoods rise, Manhattan office towerscrowding everything into shadow.
This is the spot someone considered!-->!-->!-->…
TCI New Year
I owe you this. Last Friday I was up a snowy mountain trail looking for the better parts of my soul and letting the sweat evaporate from the top of my sweaty head, the evil!-->…
The End of the Ride
Years ago, shortly after I moved to New England, I got a piece of advice from a friend. He looked down at my bare legs and chuckled. I asked why he was laughing. I!-->…
The Idea of Order in Russian River
As I crest the rise, the smell of eucalyptus trees fills the air, blotting every other scent from my sinuses. The rain ended mere hours ago and the trees come alive in the!-->…
TCI Friday
I'm a bad friend sometimes. Bruce had suggested we get in one last mountain bike ride before the big snow storm, the one swirling outside my window as I type. I said I was!-->…
Revelations
What was the day like when we discovered we loved cycling? I'll bet a hundy yours was like mine. A warm breeze blew, the sun shone in perfection, and as the wind riffled!-->…
Witch Bike: Creating Your Culture
COVID sucks.
It’s the elephant that’s always in the room. A vague, foreboding that’s fucking up everyone’s plans. People’s behaviors are defensive, regressive and often!-->!-->!-->…
TCI Friday
Regular readers might be shocked to find out that I am very regularly asked for my advice, vis a vis, cycling products. To say that my opinions don't necessarily reflect!-->…