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Weaving in and out of an ancient forest of Juniper trees I’m transported to a magical, mystical place where time gets recorded in the gnarly nooks and crannies of these…

There's a saying about Memphis transplants: You know you're a Memphian when you'll defend the city to others. It's a particular sort of barometer. I expect it won't make…

I probably spend too much time standing by the side of the trail talking about what it's like to ride mountain bikes instead of riding them, but I have a degree in philosophy…

The notion of seasons in cycling has always rung wrong to my ear. For those of us who spent time following professional cycling, the cycling season didn't encompass summer…

Casserole, hotdish, terrine, one-dish meal … mmm, mmm! While these certainly were not staples in the Mid-Atlantic environs of my youth, I have had the opportunity to enjoy,…

I've ridden a great many places in my time. They all have their quirks. In Western Massachusetts, the farmers love to sit 3-6 feet behind a rider or group and honk…

Yes. I know. You love your bike. You gaze lovingly at it when you're not riding it. You likely also feel this way about your, let's be honest, homely children. I get it. Your…

When I was a skateboarder, back during the era of shows like Three's Company, we talked constantly about the style of the great skaters of the era. From Stacy Peralta to Tony…

I'm giving you two videos today. The first one is a freeride masterpiece that gets me excited on a few levels. First, great music. Second, show me some crashes. Third, gnarly…

I pick my nose. I think you probably do, too, not in the way of young children, who root around in the wet mess in the center of their face for the simple fact that they…