Tag Archives: mountain biking

Waiting Quietly For

Waiting Quietly For

The birds hadn’t yet thought to chirp. Only the crickets sawed away at themselves in the darkness. The sound rushed to meet me as I pushed open the motel’s side door and stepped into the ...

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Interbike 2017: Part II

Interbike 2017: Part II

I’m struggling to comprehend the dearth of core bike industry suppliers and manufacturers at Outdoor Demo. The expo area is two-thirds of what it was five years ago. There was a time when ...

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Just One Moment #5

Just One Moment #5

Neil and I ride here as often as we can. It’s the new place, small and tight, but designed and groomed by the local mountain bike group. We’re still learning all the obstacles, daring ...

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Friday Group Ride #354

Friday Group Ride #354

Snacks asked if I was up for riding bikes. He knew the answer, so I just said, “What time?” That settled, I left him and the boys to figure out where we were going. My work requires ...

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On Moving

On Moving

I spent nearly 20 years in Los Angeles, with some 17 of those in Redondo Beach. During that time, two themes dominated my life: writing and bicycles. They were the constants, the cornerstones on ...

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Revenge Against the Ankle-Biter

Revenge Against the Ankle-Biter

For most of us (maybe even all?), mountain biking is a more dynamic sport than it used to be. When I first started riding off road, my skills were nonexistent and my gear couldn’t take much ...

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Fat Tire Flyer

Fat Tire Flyer

It’s rare that one of the protagonists at the center of the rise of a new culture has any talent for story telling. It’s seems to be a weird law of mental physics that dictates those ...

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The Expectation Game

The Expectation Game

Goals can be good. Expectations can be bad, and I have too often mistaken one for the other and failed to achieve either. No where is this more apparent to me than in my parenting. I am not ...

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The Right Line

I am at the car, heaving my mountain bike back onto the roof rack. Mud-spattered shins. A water bottle too befouled to drink from. I lay a towel against the back of the seat. My wife drives this ...

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