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The Perfect Sport
I've been a cyclist most of my life. My life has had little permanence, but cycling has been as close to permanent as anything short of my parents. Cycling didn't care…
TCI Friday
Just maybe what clouded my decisions appeared as plain as the nose on my face, which, by the way, sucked in the smoky haze as if nothing hung in the air other than my…
Rewilding By Bike
There was a piece in the New York Times recently about kids and anxiety and how anxiety levels of children are through the roof, so to speak. It was a guest essay titled,…
TCI Friday
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…
TCI Friday
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…
TCI Friday
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…
TCI Friday
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…
TCI Friday
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…
TCI Friday
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…
TCI Friday
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…