I would guess that you have been there. Recently returned from a bike trip. Maybe it was in Moab, or Fruita, or maybe it was from Moab to Fruita. You pushed yourself, you saw new places, learned new things and met new people. It was, on every level, an epic. And now you are back [...]
“Let us not waste our time in idle discourse! Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it [...]
2 days, 200 miles, and lots of smiles. More to come… And for those curious about Friday’s TT effort, I rode the loop clockwise in 8 hours and 54 minutes.
As far as the eye can see, there is nothing but rock and brush. A slight breeze tickles the scarce vegetation. In the distance the outline of the Henry Mountains is faint, but visible. Somewhere below lies the vast tangle of The Maze, Terra Incognita. It is time again to return to the White Rim.
The Lower Coaster Trail I pick up my smile put it in my pocket Hold it for a while try not to have to drop it Men are not to cry so how am I to stop it Keep it all inside don’t show how much she rocked ya Ooh can you feel the same [...]
In contrast to the BLM permit requirements that I discussed earlier, the USFS has a very clear, concise, and not to mention user friendly, system in place. (Quotes below are from the downloadable .doc titled “Non-Commercial Group Use FAQ”). The need for a “non-commercial group use permit” has one simple criteria: Under the regulation, a [...]
Frank was due home at any moment. The day had been long, cold, and windy. Betty sat quietly in the one room cabin, a thick stew slowly simmering on a large iron stove. She glanced out the window and shuddered. Frank entered the cabin silently. There was a coldness in his eyes that matched the [...]
The wind will not stop. Gusts of sand swirl before me, stinging my face. But there is still too much to see and marvel at, the world very much alive in the bright light and wind, exultant with the fever of spring, the delight of morning. Strolling on, it seems to me that the strangeness [...]
Ride. Inspired.
