Saturday, February 22, 2014

Forty Two

I've come to realize that I've been able to legally drink the same amount of years as I wasn't. Time to party twice as hard. Here's to many more, for me AND you. On a bike.

Sunday, February 16, 2014


Huck's getting tall. Counter surfing is his favorite past time. Using a few tricks myself while wrapping up another painting for a magazine. Bike-related of course.

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Here comes the groom

Might have wasted 2 hours, but this was an attempt at grooming a couple miles of trail for hiking and biking. If I had some xc skis, this would be perfect, but there's still 3-4" pack so running is still a bit of work and riding is still a bit of plow. Good exercise, though. 50lbs in a sled rigged w'comb drag for a little over 2 miles. Beers are gonna go down smooth tonight.

Friday, February 7, 2014

Old Shoes

Something comforting about an old pair of shoes that are broken in, a little ragged, but you know every endearing hole and tear and don't mind scuffing or dirtying them up. Same goes for the old Saturn. I could bash this car off a concrete median divider and keep on rolling with a smile. Your Range Rover with low-pro performance skis need a push? I'm here for you. 189K and keeps on compact sedanning...

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Things we do for Love.

Now that I've shoveled a path across the 5 acre field behind our home for a puppy run, I might as well make it a loop so I can ride laps. -20°F wind chills might change my mind, but not Huckleberry's!

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Snow time...

Snow time left for you On my way to better things Snow time left for you I'll find myself some wings...
Snow (half) days are the best. Already shoveled 4" from the drive. I'm going for low weight, high reps. Another shovel tonight... Snow rides are usually fun but this dry fluff has a layer of ice under making tracking and traction a bit challenging. Made it 2 miles then DONE. Again, DOGS LOVE SNOW.

Monday, February 3, 2014


This winter's turning out to be a heaping steaming pile of stink. Getting at least one ride in per week at least. Saturday was like riding over a giant bowl of frosted All Bran™. Louder than any gravel ride, but still nice to get out in mid 20°s to slide over grasscicles. Upside was that the ice filled in the existing horse-hoof depressions and smoothed out the tracks much better than last time. Wore Huck out good with his favorite toy just before his first puppy class. Surprise - we were invited back! He didn't kill the 4lb miniature dachshund. The instructor let pups have a free for all to establish pack placement, and it was interesting to see Huck and Remy (a Aus Shepherd of equal-size) gravitate to each other and wrestle it out for dominance. They were the largest 2 pups in class, and didn't go after the littler pups other than the traditional butt check or play bow. He's gonna be a good boy.