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What is it about bikes that bonds people as tight as family ties? Cyclists come in all shapes, sizes and forms. There are cyclists who ride for fitness.

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Ah, this time of the year we need to chill, reflect, remember, and dream of our days chasing the horizon. Lost in a sea of endorphins, the waterfall of

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I’ve written a screenplay called My Sister is a Reptilian Shape-Shifter and a young adult novel where the prodigy young female protagonist can see the world

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Ah, a New Year! Time to reflect and tell old stories. I’ve been a storyteller for as long as I can remember. When I started to write for the local newspaper

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Despite the dampness, dark and cold, I moved into the basement bedroom in search of privacy and the sense of independence as soon as my older brother headed

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Despite forecasts of relentless rain for the weekend, blue skies glow through a long sun break as I roll to a stop along the Middle Fork Trail amid the roar of

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Rounding a slight bend in the logging road miles from anywhere and anyone in Oregon’s Coastal Range, gravel crunching beneath my mountain bike’s fat knobby

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For the most part Oregonians never allow weather to derail adventure. But every now and then, Mother Nature spits out a bit too much rain with the temperature

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Growing up fourth in a family of five kids in the late ‘60s — the third boy, no less — my life pretty much revolved around hand-me-downs. Not so much in

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