tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74119712919546933302012-01-26T22:31:59.408-08:00might as well sufferreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.comBlogger6931100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-45846706429269933652012-01-26T21:26:00.000-08:002012-01-26T22:31:59.453-08:00Good Times never expire!By now those to whom this matters will already know that Joselyn's Bicycles has closed up shop. If you did not know, uh...surprise!I have worked in several (that's more than a few, but less than a bunch) bike shops in my time, so I know a fine establishment when I see it. Joselyn's was a sleeper; what seemed overcrowded and 2nd tier upon the casual looky loo was actually a tight ship in the reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-31792823601371331082012-01-23T10:34:00.000-08:002012-01-23T11:05:35.987-08:00keep your guard up...and you knocked my love. and you know that's a lie.I had this fancy post all rigged up. It was a side by side comparison of the 2 bikes I'm thinking about right now. The formatting got wonky and I couldn't fix it nor do I have the motivation to sort it out now. So. It wasn't a total loss, though. Putting thoughts down in cyber ink made the choice clearer.I'm gonna ride. I ain't gone cry, reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-49650389306520098622012-01-17T09:47:00.000-08:002012-01-17T09:54:39.889-08:00my posse's gettin big and my posse's gettin biggerWhoa.Those guys at Salsa are really running with this fat bike deal. Full squish?! I scoff. But then, I scoffed at the Pugsley when it was introduced (I thought it was too one note to be of use)...I know I'll give it a try. Untried, I think it is not a best-use type scenario. I appreciate the fat bike for it's simplicity, it's partial squish with no linkages to fail or wiggle.And, plus those guysreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-17202967502984208512012-01-16T19:46:00.000-08:002012-01-16T20:33:04.076-08:00if a stranger offers you a toy, some candy, or a puppy......take off.Having received one of the Surly/Revelate Frame Packs (orderable through your LBS) the next logical step was to see how many cans of Hamm's it'll hold...It is sized to fit the 22" Surly Pugsley or Neckromancer (waiting...), but I figured it would likely fit a number of my frames, and this is happily the case. It will be a useful piece of bikepacking gear. Any weight off of my back is reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-61044347443338629142012-01-12T08:58:00.001-08:002012-01-13T18:42:19.790-08:00roll with the punchesAre you clean?Are you warm?Have you been sleeping well?I had the greatest shower of my entire life on Tuesday evening, followed by a deeply warm and soft 10 hours of delightful slumber. Fresh off 3 days/2 nights bikepacking in the 2nd(?!) largest State Park in California. Now it is Thursday and I am already taking cleanliness, warmth, and comfortable sleeping arrangements for granted.I was to reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-42198428706381901752012-01-08T05:50:00.000-08:002012-01-07T22:17:31.508-08:00press relations have souredA few thoughts in relation to our recent long driving Road Trip...Did y'all see "Crazy Heart"? My favorite part of that movie is Bad Blake getting out of his car and his belt buckle is undone. That is the only way to log some miles comfortably.Fast lane, slow lane. Learn which is which.Old friends who "jokingly" assign themselves the 2nd tier by saying "we are old". WTF? As cliche as it might be,reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-49624737148296686112012-01-06T22:57:00.000-08:002012-01-06T23:04:28.952-08:00Sometimes it happens that veils, rumors, concerns, thoughts, attention to details, commitments, possibilities, coulds woulds and shoulds...fall away, run out, wind down, drift off, ease up, and step back.Then you're just riding trails.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-2550044207282674362012-01-02T19:36:00.000-08:002012-01-02T20:41:12.286-08:00squares don't roll wellA ____'s love is very different from that of a square. This has never been more apparent to me than Right Now.Today started out so familiarly, with the fixed cross bike and the new/used chain required by the last minute inspection/lube (as the old/used chain was so worn it rode the tooth tips of the 46). Well used routes of pavement to dirt to pavement to dirt to pavement...found me at Alfredo's reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-65815990373437013082011-12-30T19:43:00.001-08:002011-12-31T08:43:44.118-08:00de gustibus non est disputandumWe try to treat everbody right. It's important.We have just returned from a loop over to Colorado/Utah for some family type recreation. It is inappropriate to share every aspect of one's life, and you jokers (there are ~54 of you, unless somebody double dips) can speculate to your black hearts' content about the nature of things I decline to reveal, via this anonymous medium, fruitlessly. Were reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-61644097615510262362011-12-16T11:44:00.000-08:002011-12-16T11:45:16.869-08:00maybe just a 1/2 a drink more....Back in a bit.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-82820300038229541902011-12-13T19:36:00.000-08:002011-12-15T16:10:40.070-08:00an old fashioned murder balladI will show you these, but I don't want it getting around so keep it under your hat.These were the conditions.These were the tools. Cross-cut saws are SO cool!See?My fancy pants held up very well. I wore wool pants underneath and knelt in mud and snow for 5 hours. Win?Moonset over the Sugar Pines. My wife laughed when I told her snow was forecast. Who's laughing now?Those jokers were up and reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-76582032483107117242011-12-11T15:38:00.001-08:002011-12-11T19:42:05.800-08:00MEN'S adventuresHey! Whoa!Don't just lay there. Get up and do something.This case of beer made my pack super heavy. S_____ and I rolled quick over the hill and picked up J, who said that with all the bikpacking options I have at my disposal my rigging was lacking finesse. What he doesn't know about all my itises and particulars is what fills this blog. I was led to this behavioral dead end and currently I live reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-61389548308281218172011-12-09T19:49:00.000-08:002011-12-09T20:53:02.365-08:00I wasn't even going to tell you about this, butI've been working on something VERY big.That is a 700c wheel. Yes, I ride those tyres on trails. Impressive? Pfffffft. This is less than 3 minutes into the trail system. I wasn't even trying yet. King Boletes...these are more like princelings.Fly Amanitas (Amanita muscaria) are easily spotted (see how we do that?) but are not edible except for psychodelics.Pass.They are very pretty, though.I was reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-4234147464719659672011-12-05T20:45:00.000-08:002011-12-06T21:00:43.417-08:00automatically convertedStraight out of 1979:Don't kid yourself.Apparently, the cure for what ails you is to load up a musette with 9 Hamm'ses and a quart of OJ to follow some ladies and their entourage up a fire road and onto some trails. Under a canopy of Redwoods, Bay Laurels, Madrones, and the like you might pop a top or several, slam the top 1/3 and fill with OJ to formulate a "Hammosa". You could share them with reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-30313142522375924862011-11-29T08:56:00.000-08:002011-11-29T09:29:28.741-08:00no talking to the New KidSitting here with a budding saddle sore, and my swellbow on ice, I am a fine figure of a man. The saddle sore feels like a shiny walnut dead in the middle of my right ass cheek. For what it's worth, the swellbow is on the right too. It's all right with me. But really, I feel great! It's funny, but these 2 local issues aside (and how glad I am that me swellbow can be relegated to a local issue...reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-2464267182048061282011-11-28T09:00:00.000-08:002011-11-28T09:18:50.744-08:00it's like an exercise machine, only a lot more funI lik to drink and smoke when I feel I should.I lik to ride bikes when the riding looks good.Act like you know.Given the auto assist by Mr. S_____, it was rigid fixed dirt all day. Given the givens, it was beers at the stops.Q: How many bushes hold easter eggs in the Ord?A: Many.That one's been in there a while.Whoa. For so many reasons.The bees have moved on. Pigeons are moving in?Riding home inreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-85897949281782361402011-11-24T14:22:00.000-08:002011-11-24T17:26:56.334-08:00Give Thanks!...I remember what my bike looks like all covered in muck. Cold, wet, covered in Glory.Stoke em if you got em. Alternately, get it while you can. A.K.A. "if you got it, flaunt it".Thank ___! Health, Family and happiness.In between stolen cookies and watching babies and riding bikes and drinking beers...it does come to the forefront of consciousness that when moments are perfect, they are reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-56708074176843741282011-11-21T20:40:00.000-08:002011-11-24T17:01:28.042-08:00how do you want to handle this?Put on your headphones, and turn it up:I feel for our brethren and sistren in the colder areas, but early winter on the Wiziiziest (wiz-eye-iz-eye-est) Coast is mmmmmmmild.So.Well.Suck It, I guess.After all this yakking about the familiar loops and the boredom, and the possibilities along other vectors, and the other...Hypothetically speaking, would you ride it?Would you ride it?Speaking reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-73082490303994004972011-11-17T21:23:00.000-08:002011-11-17T21:24:26.376-08:00there's moreHere's more.This is really game changing. Our world will be different because of this.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-7114171495399085042011-11-17T08:58:00.000-08:002011-11-17T09:36:47.550-08:00if you stay ready, you don't gotta get readyI been biding my time, using my mind and my imagination, with little bitty rides. Taking the boy to school (he rides 95% of the time), getting to work or the beer store (separate for now). The local loop has it's variations and iterations and repetitions...None of this is inspiring me to stop and pull out my phone/camera and take super rad photos to accompany words about the same rides or reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-60111249791803660582011-11-14T10:33:00.000-08:002011-11-14T11:00:10.178-08:00you don't know what I knowyou can't see what I seeI will break it down for you. Really doe.Go ride your bike. I don't care what your problem is, or your weather conditions (conditions are perfect), or your aches, or your mechanical issues, or your schedule, or your anything else. And you shouldn't either.I can say this with confidence. Whatever is "stopping" you from riding is illusion. If you really love riding...you reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-11473214561672375692011-11-09T20:16:00.000-08:002011-11-09T20:25:50.571-08:00staying fly through time"Best Full Moon all year."I won't repeat what you've all heard about how this is the archetype of magical good riding upon which must not be slept.What?Oh. Crystallizing plans for an outlaw cross race with a wicked course. Any a you locals innerested in helping should get at me. Thinking January or February. I'll be peaking.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-63596161477098107092011-11-07T20:25:00.000-08:002011-11-09T01:52:54.499-08:00the old bait and switchAs long as you ain't slippin then you doin it right.Nursing my swellbow. Swapping handlebars (alternative needs...you KNOW!) from drops to Surly's Open Bar in an attempt to take it EZ. So far so go. The Open Bar is wide and comfortable. I'll ride it a bunch more and stuff and then tell you what you think.That's a whole lotta velocache. Packed in that bag.Oh me? I'm a Libra. And my name is Dick.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-7653682789854890792011-11-06T21:52:00.000-08:002011-11-06T22:20:53.466-08:00I experiment, like a scientistThe Fall has backed it's as_ on up in here. Cooler heads, etc. You feel it? I'm feelin it. What with this rainy rain and all, the weather is lookin kinda shaky...and so I am, with the power vested in me, realigning the celestial to suit my earthly ends viz a viz the up and coming Full (snicker) Beaver Moon. So oyez oyez horale:The Full Beaver Moon shall be on Tuesday November 8, 2011.Got it? Goodreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-90781953959540708812011-11-04T09:43:00.000-07:002011-11-04T09:54:03.999-07:00That's the way it'll have to beIt has come to my attention that some of y'all (Moab!) are not clicking on links and/or watchin the videos I go to all the trouble of including here.Wha?!Do you think this is without purpose? That ish is not accidentally there. Please to bother checking it out and then deciding it's irrelevant hocum. Otherwise, what's the point. (BTW that Doyle and Debbie video you skipped a few posts back is a, reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-86708237788550021332011-10-31T19:29:00.000-07:002011-10-31T20:02:02.282-07:00practical considerations must finally outweigh sentimentI'm not gonna worry wrinkles in my brow,'Cause nothing's ever gonna be all right no how.Christopher St. John and his posse have put the final nail in my off-road-by-bicycle coffin with their cruelly vindictive Aptos High race course. Them, and the (latest) tipsy night ride last Friday aboard the bucking (read: rigid) crossbike.I got the tennis elbow real bad. This has been onsetting since August.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-30413554509572067842011-10-30T21:16:00.000-07:002011-10-30T21:51:55.862-07:00tip up your cup and throw yo hands upand let me hear the cross race say:This is how we do it. If I saw you at Aptos High then that was rad. ____ing hard course. Just mean spirited.To the dude whose front tubular peeled off resulting in his painful smack to the pave: Ouch.To the hecklers at the top of the hill by the loosely duffed Cedar 180: you are missing the point. How are you gonna tell racers "that looks like it hurts", get reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-53408211310911759562011-10-25T23:14:00.000-07:002011-10-30T21:00:00.610-07:00next...Now that everbody's on the same page- we are all on the same page ain't we? Now that there is total peaceful accord amongst our many, many factions...well then we can look forward, together, to the Big Showdown at Aptos High next Sunday.Which is, coincidentally, almost Halloween. Come on, you pagan nogoodniks let's git to the rubbin at the kickoff Surf City Cyclocross Race #1 for 2011. I will reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-92124080307353230192011-10-24T23:31:00.000-07:002011-10-25T14:04:55.556-07:00please turn on your magic beamComing down the trail as big as night. I'd rather ride alone in the woods under cloudy skies above than to never know the honest depth of the world. I'm telling you right now that there's not enough contrast during the day to really see. You don't know what the hell I'm saying (I must be _____) because you aren't riding in similar circumstances.Stand by your lonesome on the Caprock and the lightsreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-47881256591872537792011-10-20T21:43:00.000-07:002011-10-20T21:45:34.829-07:00I'd never come wack on an oooold school trackReady?Ho.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-60925946560736150742011-10-18T23:22:00.000-07:002011-10-19T09:16:17.968-07:00I don't come round here to meet nice people, anyway...come go to Church with poor me.You know we're Black and we're Evil. Evil as a clan can be.It's a whole lotta camping to reach Day 3. Lots of laying about, lots of chores that somehow seem less a chore where it is harder to accomplish than at home (ex. cooking, dishes, etc.), lots of buggy flies (no biting, but a lot of buzzing eyes/ears/arms/legs), lots of shooting empty beer cans (with the reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-11913993230374022102011-10-17T21:10:00.000-07:002011-10-18T09:08:09.740-07:00twists and turns! additional mileage!Ready? OK.I'm feeling the street bike stoke today. Full of the vim and of the vigorish, that comes from a bright and temperate Indian Summer day riding Big Sur(ish).Every time it comes up, the idea of rounding my knowledge of the trail options in/around Ventana seems shiny and buoyant. Problem has been, it fizzles in the face of my knowledglessness combined with the easy lure of the known reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-25254067104773115622011-10-16T19:10:00.000-07:002011-10-16T19:58:06.765-07:00either get right or get left...which leaves us with Day 2, in which our heroes venture further a stream than ever before and learn a thing or 2 in the process.Having once before dunked my camera/phone in this particular river, I only took pitchers on the way out.Don't be a piker; use your imagination to tell you these are photos of us all blowing up floaties.And by "all of us", I mean me. Red in the face, I set out hiking reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-87233084228052918852011-10-14T13:04:00.000-07:002011-10-14T13:04:00.596-07:00cuz we're the Party People, night and day2011 October Break (I know) Day 1 occurred precisely as follows...Wife out of town. Kids no help at all. Coffee in hand, I pulled camping equipments from their various and scattered resting places to amass them into the perfect load. 4 days of self-contained fun don't pack itself. There was yelling and curses, but it all got done.We pointed the race van East and hauled ourselfs and our bicycle reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-75193605351319569872011-10-13T17:56:00.000-07:002011-10-13T20:26:40.932-07:00banking on the continued loyal readership4 days in the bush will change a man.
...remarkable hints of sage, woodsmoke, and goofing off. Redolent of arguing with siblings, rivers,and crawdads. Subtle notes of sheer cliff walls, rope swangs, and Indian Summer bitches.What?reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-68377728909745612992011-10-09T18:39:00.000-07:002011-10-09T19:02:21.810-07:00revolutionary internet parenting deviceCircumstances being what they are, my potna and I had to head over to the New Stairs for some rope swang repo.Full Hunter's Moon coming up quick...any of you serial killers or internet stalkers is around Arroyo Seco, look us up...reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-48113962659258603092011-10-04T21:17:00.000-07:002011-10-04T21:21:39.418-07:00traveling through this old LifeWow.You know how your pedaling can be without effort? Even on the climb?Yeeeeeeeesss. It's like that. Like that. Like.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-183430605662525382011-10-03T16:49:00.001-07:002011-10-03T17:15:23.639-07:00you say you have no secretsRide up the hill.A sunset Archie Leach would love.And speaking of fantastically handsome guys on film...Antler Bike Guy has a bunch of videos out, as I learned while talking with him the other evening. Hey Surly, any a you guys reading this and want to see your demographic?Whoa. That's an advanced cackle.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-83069331777295731392011-10-02T08:15:00.000-07:002011-10-02T11:47:02.932-07:00close your eyes and hold your breathOctober.October 2nd.My birthday.My True totem reveals itself?Yes, my (current) totem may be the skunk with it's head in a jar. If one were to judge by the smell of my bike and clothes, anyhow.Since no one in Monterey will ride with me, I spend lots of hours alone in the woods while pedaling. Typically, this is just fine with me but it does set the scene for some thrilling moments in the dark in reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-58411812848875370032011-09-30T08:59:00.000-07:002011-09-30T13:28:32.911-07:00you know and I knowTaking the long way to to school:
We got there a little late...but I'd say it was worth it. OK, we will leave earlier next time.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-39765335375069026812011-09-29T07:43:00.001-07:002011-09-30T13:28:56.623-07:00on the way to schoolOn the way to OLD school.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-63820822932735488812011-09-27T23:51:00.001-07:002011-09-28T09:00:46.902-07:00on the incognito tipYou call up your ____, however works best for you.Secret Boys hand deliver by bike a shrine of sorts...We'd discussed possible placement for this, the inaugural shrine, and decided on this spot as both knowable and hidden. Which, if you know where it is, it is. The boys are looking for likely spots in the above.We settled on this. I'd drilled mount holes at home with power, but here in the woods reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-76945356094310151352011-09-24T22:51:00.000-07:002011-09-24T23:51:46.252-07:00a little something, you know, for the effortSaturday at the races. CCCX#2 back at in in the Ord. Finally, some drizzly legitimacy. Good course this week- a back and forth between the 2 low ridges around the old Boy Scout Camp. I was very close to vomitus for my 1st lap. 2nd lap...DNF. Front flat. I'd gotten a front flat in my pre-ride and rushy rush changed it (using the 1 spare tube I had) just in time for the 35+B's call-up and to talk areverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-8514537484711023422011-09-21T20:53:00.001-07:002011-09-21T21:26:21.340-07:00you are led to Look and SeeThe Brooks Boultbee Jacket. Their hat in the ring (as it were) of cycling apparel. That up there is some dude/not me getting fitted by master bespoke tailor Timothy Everest and his lovely British assistant. I assume.I want that jacket so bad.I been sitting on this one. Everone (you would be amazed at the # of show goers who did not spend time in the Brooks booth!) I took to see this jacket- the reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-24649121704673572472011-09-20T21:19:00.000-07:002011-09-20T22:18:54.192-07:00clean out of sightSS on pave to dirt. Because A) I am fortunate enough to live within riding distance of dirt, but really B) I am more willing to ride than to drive. That's because I am a cyclist. I lik to ride bikes.If you are not riding to your ride, and you have the option to so do, then you are losing. Get with it.I frequently see large birds on that one hillside. Mostly Red Tail Hawks and Buzzards, but an reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-81915867127385940792011-09-19T20:31:00.000-07:002011-09-19T21:31:33.091-07:00so low brow, you can't get under itwhoa.Class of '87, yo.In other super ghay news, there was the cross riding to the velocache. There was 1st the pave climbing (cuz that's how it goes), and then the sweet singletrack connector I cleaned up yesterday, and then the narrower pave climbing, and then the velocache deployment, and then the one lane pave climbing, and then the dirt. Ah.On dirt it was paying attention and going quickly. reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-42699599771024682492011-09-18T21:02:00.000-07:002011-09-19T23:03:22.219-07:00one after the other oneBack at the old home on the central coast, it is some Summer. We get a real fine Indian Summer. You should come ride.Singlespeeding is good for clearing the mind.I felt surprisingly froggy. After pickling meself in Vegas, and riding nothing but FAT tyred (as opposed to fat, tired) monsters, the featherweight flickability of the Black Cat 29"SS was noticeable and relished. A nudge was all it took reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-56559209281590112652011-09-17T20:30:00.002-07:002011-09-17T21:29:12.288-07:00every clown has a silver liningEvery interbike has it's seamy side. There're lots of quality photos and words on the computer screens regarding the new bikes/parts/etc. I will add these words: beers, fat tired bikes, bourbon, brownies, go-karts, lost wallets.Lost my wallet. Several hundred in cash, my credit cards, ID...In the parking lot of a casino. In Vegas.Thank goodness for kungfu bicycles and Priscilla Presley. In large reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-76131916917699183582011-09-11T11:06:00.000-07:002011-09-11T11:56:55.449-07:00we'll start the party againCamera issues. Make yourself useful and imagine the following:Self medicated. Complaints of sore and achey thises and thats require you follow a rigorous course of cheer/heckle, race. Following, lay about in a sun warmed hammock and hot tubs and ibuprofens and beers. Cap with MOONlit ride of your choice.Everthing has been prepared as you ordered.Ah. Nothing like scrambling to get to the races on reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-23727955875626566432011-09-07T20:20:00.000-07:002011-09-07T23:18:13.388-07:00a ___ of enormous eruditionI don't know about you.I do know that the Full Harvest Moon has been rescheduled from the officious and restrictive 12th of September to the free-wheeling and debauched 9th and 10th! You like apples? This may or may not be a horrible mistake, given that cross season begins on the 11th!!!!!! but we must gather our rosebuds while the moon shines, mustn't we?-insert screeching needle party stoppage reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-22952221816104110142011-09-06T20:20:00.000-07:002011-09-07T01:01:26.803-07:00change your Life in a safe retreat3 hour tour style trip to Santa Cruz for a quick sampling of some Westernest ridge aspects under a well shaded Redwood canopy. Dirt road climb to the serpentine ribbon of all downhill from here. Only one way to get to the top...and that is to climb.The FNG, M___, wanted to see some new riding. He was in waaaaay over his head fitness-wise (big talk for a slow guy here) going up, and at the very reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-43222773530293530302011-09-05T20:44:00.000-07:002011-09-05T21:49:00.665-07:00work your fingers to the bone, what a you get?...bony fingers, Brothers and Sisters. Bony fingers.A Happy Labor Day to all my friends!This is a blue belly workin man's lizard (Sceloporus occidentalis). After submitting himself to several catches and releases on D_____'s part, he graciously became the 1st ever lizard catch for J______. Maybe he was just tired.Studies have shown that Lyme disease is lower in areas where the lizards occur. reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-66236933425738012852011-09-01T23:23:00.000-07:002011-09-01T23:42:03.218-07:00like herding pussiesYou people.
I try and I try. Y'all leave me no choice but to subject you to what has been filling my head, then. My motha ucking forearms are killing me. It's a combination of factors, resulting from grabbing and gripping at work and at play. I been laying off both as much as I can stand. I could complain about that.
Fine. It's Classic Country for you, my creepy internet connection (except youreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-2965214556282086092011-08-30T22:16:00.000-07:002011-08-31T09:26:21.508-07:00back to the labConversations are opening with reference to interbike these days. Yes, I will be attending. Yes, I will be getting tanked and gawking at bikes, bike parts, the attendees, the strippers, and hopefully the menu at the Blue Nile Ethiopian restaurant. Oh man! I loves Ethiopian food.
I see that Surly has dropped the science of their MOonlander (which, let's face it...shall be refereed to as the reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-52003579130445958992011-08-29T15:54:00.000-07:002011-08-29T15:56:32.143-07:00is there any Ladies out there lonely?Maybe one day you'll velocache.
reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-15035264218390184002011-08-28T18:02:00.000-07:002011-08-28T21:06:31.670-07:00go nativeHow is a Sunday morning best spent? Clowns will waggle their red rubber noses over this for all time, but here at CotSRHQ, well, the answer is given.
It is some riding!
Today was the inaugural ride of the local juniors club (as per Carmel High), and it was an inauspicious event. 1 member of the club attended; this, in spite of the fact that one of my roommates is a (not the attending) member. reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-6467502889255435132011-08-27T19:14:00.000-07:002011-08-27T19:28:39.816-07:00we go for all weathers
A way to come home from work.
A possible payload, which could be found on a given day on a given trail.
A toast: Here's to August. Here's to remembering to bring some clippers, a saw, and some long sleeves.
reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-15032084656171883072011-08-26T09:38:00.000-07:002011-08-26T09:43:08.490-07:00I'm with this
C___, recent grommet, thunk of and started a mountain bike club up at the high school. He and his friends taunted daughter N___, asking if she could ride.
Her reply? She'll kick allllllll their asses. Now she's in the club. Of course, this means I will be underwriting this club in many ways.
Awwww, yeah. I'm with this.
This fall (duuude, it is August!) is turning out to be some bicycle funreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-16912613037153242452011-08-24T23:57:00.000-07:002011-08-25T00:25:54.332-07:00there's something else...A wiki wiki wiki.
Sorry? No, really. Are you ready for the time of your Life? Seriously. I look at the clock, at the old clock on the wall, and it is almost time for cyclocross?!?
Duuuuuuuude. It is August!
Welp, the 1st race round these parts is CCCx #1, on Sunday, September 11th! Heck yes, that's real soon. D says he wants to race 14/unders this year. I support that. Whooo! I support that reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-61821165458776542612011-08-23T13:44:00.000-07:002011-08-23T18:36:57.307-07:00...what do you do?I took M___ out for a ride. He's a father/soccer coach guy, who moved here recentlyish and expressed interest in learning local trails. Mostly, I find myself with little to say to my "peer" group. I started in talking to him, initially, on account of his sweet Duluth pack (so don't kid yourself: your gear says things about you and your choices) and came to find out he's an inneresting guy. Used reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-36841783722427040002011-08-21T19:25:00.000-07:002011-08-21T23:40:30.270-07:00thank you for the opportunity
I'd rather have the Orville Crouch original, but it's nowheres on the interwebs I can find. Anyhow, anyway, if you can turn your nose up at this Buck Owens interpretation (HeeHaw was formative for me, and I admit it) then you're just feelin mean.
Lay before me another section of duff covered, intermittently bermed, occasionally rooted, perfectly paced singletrack. For it is the best in the reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-71184990315330378452011-08-16T14:14:00.000-07:002011-08-16T14:33:12.092-07:00I'm going undergroundDeputies arrest three in late-night Fort Ord stopThe Monterey County HeraldPosted: 08/16/2011 10:50:09 AM PDTUpdated: 08/16/2011 10:50:09 AM PDT Sheriff's deputies said they arrested three 18-year-old men after stopping their vehicle late Sunday near a closed road on Fort Ord. Deputies said they made a traffic stop about midnight as the suspect's vehicle made its way among abandoned buildingsreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-86929052070056150132011-08-15T17:54:00.000-07:002011-08-15T18:34:26.524-07:00drawing the admiring gaze of all who have eyes to see
After 2 nights chasing the moon (sol0! You losers don't even care if a mountain lion eats me) I am dragging.
Dragging my arse up the hills of Toro Park. I have to get those trails wired at some point if I have designs on poaching the to-be-annexed 672 acres off the East end for camping and such.
This is a picture of poor product placement. I hit a dip, my rear wheel hit the koozied beer reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-32870664662347095302011-08-14T00:58:00.000-07:002011-08-14T09:16:20.011-07:00I don't check for fools
None of this will make any sense at all at all unless you are hearing Ali Farka Toure...
It is a rare event that the Full Moon is clear here on the central coast. I'm sorry: I buggged you repeatedly/ you were "on Maui"/ 12 times a year (only, and, if you're lucky) is no reason for exciting involvement/ etc. Bottom line? Too bad you blew it.
Yeah, you.
When visibility is so crisp, contrastreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-16291977519674127702011-08-10T21:29:00.000-07:002011-08-10T21:30:02.684-07:00don't kid yourself
ILY.
reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-79050219267289167542011-08-09T10:05:00.000-07:002011-08-09T10:21:49.241-07:00uva uvam vivendo varia fit
Like to what Gus told Call.
So. This and that can get in the way of bike rides. I have found meself slipping into soft (sit a)roundness...Time to snap to; turn some pedals.
Remedied by taking some yout' dem out to Fort Ord a ride bikes, mon.
School starts on Wednesday!?! J______ and I rallied the grommet (that's insider code for "youth interested in bikes and willing to do ish workreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-5089340030275820822011-08-04T20:57:00.000-07:002011-08-04T22:37:49.672-07:00no more gamesReason #6 to take your sweeties camping when you go is:the bugs will like them (and their sweet sweet blood) better than stinky old you.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-25450254477854415202011-08-02T20:57:00.001-07:002011-08-07T22:55:13.803-07:00spurred on by myths
PRESS PLAY.
We got fire we can't put out.
N___ brought a friend. Hard to top willing, not that y'all didn't know that already.
My Spy Boys full of fire.
Me Big Chief, I'm feelin good!
My Flag Boy, he just went by.
Me Big Chief, me got em tribe.
...so much steeper/hotter than it looks.
Me whole tribe am havin fun.
We gonnareverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-34194287561436105992011-07-31T20:48:00.001-07:002011-07-31T21:25:53.591-07:00for adult intellectuals onlyHere is some photos of this last go round. From the camera/phone of M. A. S_____...Trails to leave town.We became separated, necessitating a note:The fire road reveals itself.Camp life. S_____'s bike with Jet Fire glider.My bike with Jet Fire glider.T___'s bike. Same set up as Coe trip.Wood burning breakfast...Morning!Pack it up, pack it in.I got a knife here in my pocketbook, and I'm gonna cut reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-42671328538677383862011-07-28T17:04:00.000-07:002011-07-28T17:41:39.706-07:00creating a disturbance in your mindFirst, a great big HELLO (welcome!) to those of y'all that found this site (at, say for example, 6am) by searching for "big black asses smut pictures" or "how to ride your man if you're fat". I feel better than ever about the internet in general, and strangers in particular.Secondly,That there is information you can use. It is packed so full. The style tips alone are gold.Lastly, we rode some reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-4156699588185523092011-07-23T22:44:00.000-07:002011-07-23T22:50:18.816-07:00fast and looseUh huh.I got a broken face.Playing with the Truth will do that. Fixed offroad. Night riding with a headlamp? Well, yes. Can't say as I recommend it. The gimme Night Rider that I was handed down did quickly develop charging issues, so I just run what I brung. Can't say as I recommend leading with your chin when dropping in either. That manzanita is real forgiving until it's not. I have scrapes reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-13484237268722367982011-07-20T21:23:00.000-07:002011-07-20T21:58:37.535-07:00Oh, the humanityLady came in today and haggled and haggled and then wanted 10% off for life."We're spending a lot of money here. Oh, you can do this. Come on. You can do this. You can. You can do this." A little sing song of avarice. I wanted to slap her so badly.What? The? F?No. She wasn't crazy. That would have been much more tolerable.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-16946150181572362282011-07-19T21:51:00.000-07:002011-07-19T21:51:00.563-07:00TragedyIt has been brought to my attention that the Interbike is to be held in September, such that it would conflict with the White Rim Overnight. Being as how that ride kinda sorta has to be coincidental with the Full Harvest Moon.Maybe we can reschedule for the Full Beaver Moon, on November 10th? Or something?And, plus this Tour day France is exciting! I have been to the mountain and come back jaded,reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-53382001680532899212011-07-18T23:03:00.000-07:002011-07-18T23:27:56.764-07:00what technique are you using?I rode my squishy bike in the woods today. It was hard to do at first. My mind was playing tricks on me. I could not be present for the riding- too much other thinking going on.One of the draws of riding bicycles, for me, is the quiet. Thoughts not having to do with line choice or gear selection (if I'm really on, that's not a conscious factor; or if I'm on a single speed, then it's not. Well reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-6091446669507649222011-07-17T19:25:00.000-07:002011-07-17T19:51:31.250-07:00what every parent NEEDS to knowI had a fine time at the semi-annual Windjammer Classic Invitational Bicycle Race and Scrimshaw Competition.Beginning at Brady's with a shot of Old Crow and a cold can of beer while some gal from the hairdresser's next door wanders over in her plastic hair bag and gown for a drink while her hair gets did...boded well. Drinking beers and riding hard, both on and off-road, is where it's at. If reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-59670192030671992022011-07-11T23:17:00.000-07:002011-07-12T10:24:44.322-07:00relive the awful dramaSorry I almost crashed your boyfriend. I get carried away. It was done out of love.Doin it and doin it and doin it. Well? I took the truck to Parker Flats, got out, saddled up, and rolled over to Toro Park in an attempt to decipher that area.It was funny peculiar being so fresh at all the familiar loop points. Looking towards Toro...No stops except to hide a cache along the way. I did not know reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-39507105009908115152011-07-11T10:16:00.000-07:002011-07-11T11:02:47.608-07:00it's the motionIt is with heavy livers and achy heads that we send one of our submarines to the northerly trails of Santa Rosa...Look at him. Wincing like a little girl. That's how I'll always remember M___. Quick would you rather: crash into a thicket of poison oak at speed or have a hematoma?remember Sleaze Otter V? M___'s answer was that he'd rather take off all his clothes and rub it on his balls while reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-16557646834635720502011-07-07T23:54:00.000-07:002011-07-08T00:12:47.932-07:00come and see a fat, old man sometimeD_____ and his buddy Q___ ventured out at dusk to see the original True Grit at the outdoor Forest Theatre. Bonfires at the corners of the stage and coozied beers in your hand. It's juice pouch if you're nasty.Heading up the hill toward the dirt connector in the foggy twilight was sublime. I almost took a picture then. Wished I had a camera capable of catching those 2 bumbling their way down, reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-78390735679248822522011-07-05T18:16:00.000-07:002011-07-05T23:52:27.835-07:00your backup planimage courtesy of Golden Age Comic Book stories.Happy Independence Day, America! I don't care what they say- you're alright.J______ and meself celebrated with some Secret Boys action.Plan 1 details heading straight for the New Stairs and rope swang- GO! We were feeling so good, we decided to head for the Caprock and see if these rumors are true...Yes. There is a bench there now. I'm torn between reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-53150165052482178092011-07-01T09:30:00.000-07:002011-07-01T09:38:16.898-07:00expand your horizonsI lose sight of how insular this world of bicycling can be. We all have our little corners of intense focus, I guess. A rep came into the shop yesterday and we were talking about our ridings, and he had no idea that there was such a thing as "bikepacking". I was surprised, but I shouldn't have been- he reps road items and his interest is deep but specific. I told him a little about things, but hereverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-58254292428104787662011-06-29T21:16:00.000-07:002011-06-30T08:15:25.885-07:00now with the surest methods of escapingMonday (that's my fun day) saw me aboard the fixed wheeled bicycle in and amongst the trees. There was a minor cat vs. mouse type scenario which I resolved by clever means and a will to persevere. I will ride certain trails. Full stop.The fog/rain is upon us again. Will this Summer be cold and dreary like last year? I will need to exercise my complaining musckles if so. Being possessed of reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-20189750084180180282011-06-28T01:03:00.000-07:002011-06-28T09:15:51.866-07:00just try meThat's right. You heard right.I'm onna show you people what a picnic is all about.So. Toeclips. Tried them. Again. Don't love them. Again. I usually ride the fixed wheel bicycle (HARD. Both on-, and off-road.) in whatever I've got on my person at the time. I lik it that way. Mostly, it's platform pedals. Sometimes it's clipless (if I'm nasty). These 2 options work out fine. You may recall I reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-15305778916344165272011-06-24T09:45:00.000-07:002011-06-25T10:21:48.715-07:00STOP THE HATESTOP THE HATEJust quit.Here to follow is my summation of 4 days/3 nights of bikecamping (or as the kids are slanging: "Bikepacking") in Henry Coe State Park.Hottt climbing with bugs.Oh yeah, and it was sooooooooper fun.During the course of this event, we fell into the sleepy yet herky rhythm of bumbling Frenchified cyclotouristes from the 40s. It was easier to just go with it. A True Adventure reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-22635238777081284332011-06-23T21:22:00.000-07:002011-06-23T21:30:23.728-07:00it's all about YOU!Man, you already know.4 days of bikecamping will leave you feeling peaceful and loose. Like I just stepped out of some golden hours scripted by Edward Abbey. Light of spirit.Words? Pictures.I'll get back to you.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-38981192410452331072011-06-20T00:24:00.001-07:002011-06-20T08:53:54.132-07:00near professional skillI am loving to hate Rivendell Bicycle Works at this time. You may join me if you lik. Now, ordinarily, I'd say they design some well-thought-out bicycle related items. But I am currently packing my ish for a 4 day trip via a bicycle, and my baggage (Rivendell made) is failing me. My panniers are at the seamstress' having their blown out seams (yes, multiple.) repaired. Those panniers have seen reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-472249650603078112011-06-18T20:44:00.000-07:002011-06-18T21:02:46.998-07:00now I'm smelling like IndonesiaFull Strawberry Moon access denied. Mean streets of Carmel to the Ord and back. Low lying fog. Reflected city light kept the trails surprisingly well lit. It helps that the sand is so white. We used Princeton Tec Eos Headlamps (seriously, these are great lights! I've used mine for 2 years now, and had zero problems. Versatile and fairly bright. A super value. ) to ride the shady grove trails overreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-9159760742526405842011-06-17T11:17:00.000-07:002011-06-17T12:07:32.725-07:00a dissolute man in fashionable societyAnd by now it's looking kinda shaky.Not least because I recently strapped these All City double toe straps onto my fixed wheel bicycle in an attempt to be on the sharpest of cutting edges. It's humbling fumbling with these.Full Strawberry Moon has not disappointed! 2 nights running of hottt moon on trail action. You wouldn't know about that. (Johann, I had some Ali Farka Toure going on the reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-82865727481578027892011-06-15T01:18:00.001-07:002011-06-15T01:20:52.857-07:00WTF is this?County supervisors vote 4-1 to approve Monterey-Salinas Transit bus yard y thorough-fare.Fuck. Us.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-14334331246843992282011-06-13T10:38:00.000-07:002011-06-13T22:24:30.925-07:00no Saviour for our sakesBicycle-wise I should have been born like 121 years ago. It gives me goosebumps on my self, the riding on the trails. With the no other people around. I really dig that.As I cast my yellowed sclera around in these connected computer tubeways, I see talk talk talk talk. Like what you are seeing now, only not as mmmmmpacked with...uh...knowledge. Thinking specifically of bikepacking. I'm just as reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-62977354031207424262011-06-12T21:10:00.000-07:002011-06-13T00:04:11.445-07:00let that bewhat it be.Q- What is going on with the video format?A- I don't know. It's for listening anyhow, so don't fret. Start it at 1:30 if you don't want to hear the intro.Things happen. Other stuff seems important.When I get the option, though, I do lik to take a little camping trip (on and with my bicycle).It is not yet the Full Stawberry Moon- that's on Wednesday?! why yes. Yes it is- but yet it was reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-41520869668765375752011-06-07T13:52:00.000-07:002011-06-07T19:55:39.740-07:00extreme criminalityFixed weal flatform fedals in the woods. Refleshing!Church Access Only. (fact, not restriction)It's real nice to simply climb on a bike and ride. No gearing up, no clipping in, no kitting out. Only getting on. Push the pedals. Feel the curve of the Earth, as it rolls away. Pavement and dirt.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-82399483857968184442011-06-05T09:08:00.001-07:002011-06-05T19:06:18.494-07:00burst your eyeballs in the vain attemptIn spite of all this talk of bikes that shift and bounce.I loaned this bike out for the Sleaze Otter, and it came home changed. Flip flopped from fixed to free was enough to put me off riding it. Brazen indolence was enough to put off fixing it.I had forgotten how effortless riding the fixed wheel can be.Now I remember.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-69961075481641296492011-06-01T23:16:00.000-07:002011-06-01T23:45:13.939-07:00take no chancesToday at the bike shop. I had a lady come in and return a $200(I know, neither would I) mountain bike helmet because she "already had a pink helmet" but had wanted a white one to match her other jersey, but upon reflection decided it was silly to spend that money on a helmet just for the color. I was with her so far. Then she wanted to know what the differences between helmets were (shape/reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-58398265551974875602011-05-31T21:13:00.000-07:002011-06-01T09:06:03.829-07:00button all your lipsWhen I was 13 growing up in Austin,TX, a friend and I were getting paid by his realtor mom to move "junk" out of a rental house whose tenants had been evicted. In the garage were stacks and stacks and stacks of local punk albums. The tenants had to have worked for a distributor, because there were a LOT of albums. I ended up with the entire Black Flag catalog, because their songs had titles to reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-20601738323730694142011-05-30T21:22:00.000-07:002011-05-31T10:21:34.148-07:00slow cloistered group ridesMemorial Day:Always lead with the racy photos...~15 minutes into the ride, N___ is checking herself for los garapatas. Apparently it takes 24 hours for the transmission of Lyme Disease, and this little piggie is not allowing any extra time to pass.Brothers are impatient.Brothers are amused.J______ is a boy who knows.What form.D___ on his fly new ride. We ran across a couple good natured fellas reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-84073943033823660932011-05-29T09:32:00.000-07:002011-05-29T10:07:27.757-07:00Try to straighten out your act and boogie down.And I mean that.Before Tulsa, it was some night riding to Fort Ord. Locals only. We took those good singletracks, drank those warmish beers. Home at 1:18, up at 6:30 to drive to the airport.Back at home this past week, it was some bike riding to my job. Low booking enabled me to take the long dirt route. 2 hours of singletrack commute? Yes, may I have another? With the light lasting as long as itreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-90711515758906542872011-05-23T20:47:00.000-07:002011-05-23T23:47:57.965-07:00you can fool some people sometimesHave you heard the Good News? No news is Good News. No news is Good News.So you and I are among those left behind. This is really getting awkward! The Number of the Beast is revealed to be mistakenly translated; it should read 616 (nobody tell the gays, lest they start ruining marriage for the rest of us). The tsunamis in Japan, et al, may just be natural disasters (though helped very much by reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-62968252943068811992011-05-18T08:37:00.000-07:002011-05-18T08:43:36.944-07:00DANGER un________ _________sJingle, jingle.According to those in the know, the clouds will be parting by 1pm in CSide! This means the Full Flower Moon will take place as scheduled.You know the place...wherever you go, there you are.reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-25679528696526033242011-05-16T20:29:00.000-07:002011-05-16T22:36:36.123-07:00sacrificial bonfiresBurn up the old. Ring in the new.Velocache is a true Tournament of Champions. You- yes, you- can have your Giro, your Tour day France, and your Vuelta. Fancy stage racing puts type-A dopers on their saddles, but what puts your butt on your saddle?Velocache could be that motivation.It gave me a reason to ride the stiffness out of my tired legs today. Instead of sitting around inside, I braved the reverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411971291954693330.post-26798170092547957222011-05-15T18:45:00.000-07:002011-05-15T22:33:47.952-07:00I TOLD you cha cha heels!Lay off me! I hate you! ____ you, ____ you both, you awful people! You're not my parents! I hate you I hate this house I hate the interweb!My favorite part is the mother lying under the tree crying. John Waters is a genius and he's captured just how I feel about you people.In unrelated developments, you know that one thing I was talking about? Well I went out there, under cover of darkness, andreverend dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00090415465883988497noreply@blogger.com6