Waiting phase 2

Erik Schlimmer (riding from Canada to Mexico) is nearing Tucson, so I have been gearing up for a multi-day trip on the AZT. My plan was brilliant — ride in one day from my house to the Gila River, taking pavement and dirt roads. There I would meet Schlimmer and show him some of the …. [Continue reading]

Crew

Colossal Cave doesn’t open its gates until 9am, even in the summer. So I had a leisurely wakeup of 6:10am, set to head out around 6:30. Of course the leisure continued and I didn’t get out the door until 6:45 or so. I figured I’d be late, but I hate being rushed when bike commuting.

…. [Continue reading]

Desert Silence

I seem to write this almost every time I ride in the Redington area, but it’s always what goes through my mind. The desert spoke silence to me as I rolled dirt on Redington Rd. There’s just something about it up there, especially on an early weekday morning when it’s empty. (Redington is far from …. [Continue reading]

Staying power

I used to think I had built up a fair amount of mental endurance. A guy named Jeff broke me this week.

No, we weren’t riding bikes, I was listening to lectures/classes. 8 to 5 went the schedule and it was suppose to go on for 3 days straight.

For normal people this wouldn’t be …. [Continue reading]

Afraid of Sunrise

I almost turned around. I had already been walking more than I wanted to. But as usual, I went as far as needed.

At first it wasn’t too spectacular. It’s the San Pedro valley. A nice view. But nothing too new.

I sat a few. Then as I stood to leave I looked around. …. [Continue reading]

Tour of Whites

Two days before the race I couldn’t have told you whether I’d be lining up for the 66 or not. Whether I was riding the 66 full on, half on, or the 35 on the recumbent changed depending on which day it was.

In an uncharacteristic move, I emerged from indecisiveness well before the inevitability …. [Continue reading]