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As a kid was there anything as fun and fulfilling as riding around with no hands on the handlebars? In the earliest days of riding it provided the best way…

Humans love stuff. No other animal pays rent on storage spaces to keep stuff that doesn't fit in their first stuff storage building. Obviously, as with most…

We talked about this on the Paceline last week, but I want to bring it to you today for your input. The topic is mud season etiquette, and I bring it up for…

I’ve got nothing against climbing. At least once a week I head into Oregon’s Coastal Range, where my ride begins with a two-mile climb with grades that are,…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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. …

You know the deal. I ask the questions. You give the answers, like an interrogation, but without the bad cop. As I explained on The Paceline this week, Evel…