We awake well rested and high spirited for the day. We’ve had two easy days of pedaling that have both ended in ways that far…
The clouds are hanging low as I pull into the Zen Trailhead. There’s been a light rain coming down all morning. The ground is wet,…
It’s dark, about 9 PM. There isn’t a soul out in it. The wind is howling and it’s cold. Everyone has been in bed for…
My alarm goes off at its typical 5 am. I’m jammed into the bed of the ’94 Toyota pickup truck that I’ve just learned has…
So I’ve been going through all the videos I recorded during our ride around the San Jose del Pacifico Grand Dirt Tour and I’ve honestly…
9,987 feet and climbing. Everybody suffers in their own way. I’m convinced that given an end, I can suffer through just about anything. By knowing…
I pop out of bed at 4:45. I’d spent the previous evening making sure the bikes were all ready to go for our 6 AM…
It’s the gloaming. And as such, the sun is low in the sky casting the brilliant evening glow across the mesa. The grass is shimmering…