Shelter. Food. Water. That’s it. Everything that you put into your backpack has to cover one of those basic needs. Sure, everyone has their own…
Broken Mesa is a big ride. There are few climbs in St. George that elude me. Not many, I can certainly count them on one…
The first time I rode with the Red Rock Crew was in 2002 on the Barrel Ride. Sir Prattipus had just finished the trail and…
There’s an exquisite pleasure linked to pain. Let’s be honest, as cyclists, we are all masochists. It’s the only logical motivation behind our insanity. There…
I woke up this morning feeling like my entire body was tied in a knot. After quickly doing a self assessment, I realized that I…
I’ve said it before and I’m gonna say it again, trails are like puzzles and figuring them out is the reason I ride. And then…
Ok. Ok. I’m up. You can stop yelling. I can feel your anger from here. So I will do what has to be done. Dig…
The Alliance got out and rocked some trail maintenance yesterday on the Goose. It was a success and you can all thank Big D, Kimmy,…