A Mountain Biker’s Dilemma: too many options?

Knowing what you want to do is sometimes harder than actually doing it.

Where do I want to focus my MTB energies? It’s something I think about often this time of year. There are so many directions I can go, and they *all* appeal to me. It’s one of the best things about …. [Continue reading]

Thanksgiving binge

For the Thanksgiving ‘break’ we opted to skip traveling by car or plane, going for travel by bike.

unicorn rock!

Paying thanks to the beautiful world we are so lucky to live in.

And the amazing bodies we have to experience it with.

For the perfect weather, …. [Continue reading]

Tracking the Baja

For a week or so, my monitor looked like this. The biggest event in trackleaders history rolled out last weekend. There were nearly 300 SPOTs in play, and as many supplemental data loggers. Hundreds of thousands of pageviews. A brand new full screen interface developed and put to the test. Late nights that …. [Continue reading]

Not a girlfriend ride

Oh-dark-thirty start, riding straight down Speedway

Riding down the backside of Lemmon has always been somewhat of a dubious prospect. Adventure trails, every last one of them. They’ve all epic’d more than a few mountain bikers.

And that’s if you shuttle them. We were up early, on a perfect day.

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First week in AZ

back in the land of the saguaro!

There has been SO much to see and do in Tucson.

First up, the Tucson mountains, right out the door.

I navigated us towards some good rocks to play on, but I don’t think either of us were quite ready for …. [Continue reading]

Warming up in St. George

We were overdue for a ride in the desert. Colorado’s not ‘bad’ in October, but the desert sure is nice.

The sun held a strength I hadn’t felt for weeks. Calm air, even on the mesa tops. I couldn’t stop smiling, and repeating variations of “I’ve missed the desert”, “it feels …. [Continue reading]

Salida binge

The weather turned for the cold, and our last business in Colorado was just about done. We rode low and managed to find new trails like Double Rainbow and South Backbone.

Then we woke up to snow in Salida! It was the start of a rough 24 hours in the Scott …. [Continue reading]

October goodness

It was October in the mountains. Beautiful weather, fresh trails right out the door, both me and my love healthy and riding everywhere.

The light shone on us, showed us that this is the good life.

We’d carved out our own little, beautiful, version of the good life.

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Salida Fall

It’s funny how some of the best things in life are unexpected. Back in the winter/spring we had talked about places to spend the summer. Salida was high on the list, but ultimately was stricken since I had already spent a full summer there. We settled on Durango, and had a super ~2 …. [Continue reading]

Summer vacation

Eszter asked me a few nights ago, “does your life always feel like summer vacation?” I’d never thought about it that way, but in a way, it’s something I’ve always striven for. Summers are for playing, right? That’s why there’s no school. I’ve never heard a good reason for not continuing that tradition into so-called …. [Continue reading]

Vapor Trail to Salida

Boulder isn’t really known for superb mountain biking opportunities. Despite being the headquarters of IMBA, the trail access is lacking. And my bestest riding buddy was down and getting vials of blood extracted from her rather than spinning pedals and breathing deep with life.

Luckily, I had a few GPX files from Kurtiferous up my …. [Continue reading]

Summer travels

We’ve moved around a fair bit this summer. It just feels natural to me. I can’t really remember what it’s like to live in the same place for 12 months at a time. Maybe it was Tucson’s scorching heat that led me to roaming. Cooler places and big mountains call loudly in the …. [Continue reading]

Wasatch 100 #3 (subtitle: runners are strong, cyclists are weak, but maybe not as weak as previously thought)

This one has been a long time coming. The Wasatch Front 100.

Fifteen years ago, I still lived in Salt Lake City, and I remember exploring remote pieces of trail in the Sessions Mountains, my brothers and I trying to follow the Wasatch 100 running route. My brother carried a borrowed a GPS …. [Continue reading]

Salida, Winter Park, Nederland, Leadville, Mt. Elbert!

We spent a little bit of time organizing ‘life’ in Durango, determining that we only needed one car for the next phase of adventures and travels. It may have been a completely packed Sports Van, and occasionally our piles of junk may seem like a lot of stuff. But if it all fits …. [Continue reading]

Wrapping up Durango

Having a backlog of photos and adventures is a good problem to have. I still believe that summers are for playing (and falls, and winters, and springs, but especially summers). The nature of tracking events is such that there are lots of them in the summer. I love tracking and helping, in a small way, …. [Continue reading]

CTR ’13

Jefe, CTR boss

Though neither Eszter or I got to participate in CTR this year, we got a good little glimpse into it. Our house erupted with CTR activity, from people picking up SPOTs to housing seven or so people, to trying to figure out why every share page on SPOT’s server wasn’t …. [Continue reading]

Too much riding

I think Eszter nailed it when she said, “Durango has too much riding and not enough riders.” It was at the end of one trail or another, one raw and a little difficult to follow.

Not that it’s possible for there to be too much riding, anywhere, especially for people who like to wave fingers …. [Continue reading]

Climbing away

We joined up with the inimitable Mr. Mike, midways between Grand Junction and Durango. We commenced the climbing of bicycles.

That led to rapid gain of elevation, as that is the only way to go in the San Juans. The faster to treeline the better.

Selling it, or actual …. [Continue reading]

Moments end

Eszter got a new Salsa pony! We hemmed and hawed about where to take her for the maiden voyage. Both of us were pretty fried from two six hour days riding with Jeny in the high country. Neither of us had had enough high country time (as if ‘enough’ is possible), but neither …. [Continue reading]

Engineering

Jeny came to town for the long weekend, and it was our solemn responsibility to take her on the best ride we could dream up.

So we climbed Engineer Mountain on singletrack. A few thousand feet to climb with no warmup. Perfect.

My legs responded 10 times better than last time, confirming …. [Continue reading]