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J's first ever trail ride!Which quickly became his first ever trailside crash...followed by his first ever trailside recovery.He really tore it up. Especially in light of keeping up on dinky 12" wheels.There were moments of panic, in which he forgot the coaster brake and Flintstoned to a stop. There were moments when he used his feet as outriggers and pogoed back and forth down some inclines.We

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If you haven't read David Foster Wallace, you're shorting yourself some Quality.Full stop.I hadn't read this piece before, which remains timely and relevant. Go read it, I'll wait.I would just add that, short of turning into one of those cyclists who make it about self righteousness of one sort or the other (whether it be lycraed out Serious Training, or Planet Saving Commute, or Traffic Law

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You have different bikes? For different ridings? Using different bars on them reduces your likelihood of developing over use/repetitive strain injuries, and, plus makes each one more interesting through contrast! Why didn't you think of that?

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Pain in the ass? No, "pain in the low back." OK, pain from the ass. Gluteus Medius is involved in 90% of low back pain. And that is why I do this: to help with low back pain by eliminating trigger points in Gluteus Medius (which have a referral pattern up into the low back). I'll move the ball until I find the spot(s) and then rock back and forth letting my body weight work out the knots. Maybe

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Got my head right over here, Boss. Though I'd never admit it to them (on account of the necessary rivalry keeps em on their toes) they got the best riding around in Santa Cruz, CA. As good as anyplace you care to name.

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for me to patrol? Alls I can say is: wooden. Head made of wood, heart made of wood, and (most of all) legs made of wood. There is a whole lot of downed wood in the forests right now. I've hit a motivational barricade (feels like solid enough wood) in contemplating the same same rides. Poor me.

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I waited some and drank some beers at the trailhead, but you must have had other things going on. I understand. Monday night is no time to go out and wreck yourself on trails and cheap canned beer. Everone has their priorities, their schedules and such. It occurs to me that it may only be myself who has this...urge to ride with no lights at questionable speeds through twisty singletrack. Who

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Kicking and screaming all night long. Full Hunter's Moon tonight. Usual spot, darkish. Cross bikes recommended.Ride it...

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I wanna rock.Well, I wanna ride bikes long distances (preferably off road, thanks) and stuff. Mike Curiak has a real good series being posted these days on a ride through Southeastern Utah he took. It has real nice photos and stuff. You might lik it. It has inspired me to try the route next summer/fall...now i just gotta figure out this GPS BS and find an adaptor that will work with a solar

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You go head, you! This is all for you! Only and all. I sincerely hope your life goes as well as can be, and that you are happy. No one could ask for more.As for me, well...The highest and best use of a "lil' loafer" ( _esus uck, I hate the cutesy contractions). You see how the day/ride begins. There was a lot of rolling. Some stopping.And so on. Head over heels crash on Blair Witch Trail scraped

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No clearance, low clearance...issues. After a deeply dissatisfying morning's wrenching, it was time to ride. Not the bike I'd wanted to ride, but you got to know whichever bike I am currently/actually riding is always the best and favorite bike. As it should be.Up and into the Monterey Pines. Networks of trails, connected by back roads.Confirmed Totem Animal sighting. Those of y'all who keep

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Just a little taste of the ___ for you, as you get up an dance at the _______. Halloween parties are for amateurs.If you'd like to register a complaint regarding this image, by all means.The coming Full Hunter's Moon will appear, as if by magic, on November 2. Plan accordingly, as this a Monday evening affair, and you will be utterly and completely unfit for productivity the following day. In the

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Yes, I know it is bad form to post pictures of mock ups. That is a given in the tradition of geeked out bicycle-related-picture-posting internet culture of highbrows such as ourselfs.Well, maybe that's just me. Would you like my review of the fenders' performance now? They are markedly shorter than Honjos, both front (sadly) and rear. The hardware looks different too, from my brief examination

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You know it's true.Terry Hall is NOT overrated. I was looking at Specials videos (on account of how Good they are) when this gem caught my ear. Where was I in 1997? Living in Telluride, working seasonally at bike shops there and in Moab and blowing it apparently, because this release slid in completely under my radar.Today was my weekend. I spent it wandering around via cross bike.Reunited.I am a

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I don't know what your reputation is. In this town. In this town, the rain has set up the sand just so and the riding dirty is fantastic right now. Too bad for electronic tagging along I didn't bring the camera. It was all synchronicity and happenchance. Swoop swoop climb. Mixed bag road back and forth to Ord with some super sneaky dirt hillsides on the way out and back.If I could just have your

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I had a hard night last night. Several boozy yokels showed up and made me look bad at my place of employment, drank beers in the parking lot openly, and dragged me around on a poorly lit crossbike dirt demo slash dive bar tour. Excellent. Thanks, fellas. I really needed that.I first heard of Hasil Adkins when Mike B___ handed us the CD as we were leaving their place on our way to get soaked all

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I forgot to mention that before my solo camping trip the other day, J said to me:Don't forget beer! And you should bring some lollipops, cuz you like sugar.That boy is close to my heart.

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We just (just) got the power turned back on. There was a big storm Monday past, and the peninsula is subject to outages pretty regular due to the trees round here being real tall and shallowly rooted. Take that how you will.Some of you may recall Monday as the day I said we were going camping. Even as the day I said it would not rain on us, irregardless of the weather forecast. I was right and I

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Too bad for me I have to work weekends. Good for you, as it means one less formidably intense competitor in B's racing. The "organizers" are as shady a bunch as you could want. FREE KID'S RACING AT NOON! D says he wants to race.GO!

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This photo was taken the night before leaving on yet another Condor lite solo outing. In this photo you can clearlyish see the clever wire bracing added to my trusty clamp on (Quick Release no less) rack; a rack which has been through several trips and which I felt had been proven. Set aside concerns, for now, about how the pins holding the QR jaws in place had sheared off. Those concerns must

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Full Harvest Moon was a definite winner. Clear and promising as it started out, cloud cover came in strong. It must have been all that it's cracked up to be to give as much light as it did through those clouds. We just had more time to stand around drinking beers while waiting for holes. Blessed moonlight riding. Lots of giggling as unexpected sand pits grab your front wheel and wrench it

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This is in rotation today.image from herePreferably one with some dolls and pins and wax&blood effigies. Definitely one wherein we ride the bicycles and there is Suffering.I drove down to an undisclosed location in Big Sur to meet J__ and P______ for a singlespeed jaunt up the coastal range.Pave up up up , and dirt down.P______ ended up no showing as he was sick, so it was down to 2. J__ observed

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Today we were "secret boys". I picked J up early from pre-school and we rode the Big Dummy down the road until we came to that one gate. The one no drivers notice on account of it's so tucked in between the willows. We know it, though, and it leads straight to some deliciously uphill singletrack.Alternating riding and hiking we made our way to where the lollipops are stashed. We cleaned them

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