Op-Ed

Looking through a contact sheet of photos from a bike race, something was missing. The young photographer had a pretty good eye for location, finding decent background. He…

Years and years and even more years have passed since I’ve heard Rod Stewart crooning about Maggie May, but that’s the kind of things that happen on a good old fashion summer…

Believe it or not, Darrell Waltrip bestowed upon me the most insightful tidbit I ever heard from a sportscaster when he remarked about a rookie one Sunday afternoon with…

An hour into a remote mountain bike trail ride, where you might cross paths with a half dozen riders in three hours, I pull to the side halfway up a short steep section and…

Crunching my way up the final incline to the stunning view atop Cinder Hill the gravity of my situation literally became obvious. My Golden Lab Summer and I kicked off our…

Another fantastic sun-soaked summer ride to San Clemente and back neared its conclusion as I rolled along the beach in Oceanside, the weekend traffic crawling along just a…

To paraphrase Toby Keith, I ain’t as fast as I once was, but I’m as fast once as I ever was. Especially when a dog pops out of nowhere in hot pursuit. I’m not talking…

The future is a funny thing. It comes whether we want it to or not. It brings things like our first bike, college graduation, sometimes marriage and kids. It also brings…

It all began, my seemingly endless affair with cycling, with one ride. Living two blocks from the beach in SoCal, I decided cycling would be my go-to fitness fix…

As the years roll past faster and faster, my eating habits have taken some dramatic changes. These days I wake up, have a cup of decaf coffee and head to my substitute…