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Archive for October, 2008

Ruminations.

Over the last several months I have been writing, intermittently, an ongoing essay. It’s an Abbey-esque, or at least attempt at Abbey, juxtaposition between my riding, and my experiences and views of the world at large. It is mostly just for fun. And often my voice becomes overly snarky, or even sarcastic. But it is [...]

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Possible Shirt Design

I took some time over the weekend and came up with a possible t-shirt design: What do you think? And somewhat related, a few of you have asked about the GrizzlyCast. I have a new episode on my Final cut Pro timeline. It ought to be done and posted in the next day or two. [...]

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Arches and the La Sals

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The Black Muddy River

Most rivers are confined to the needs and histories of men. Like roads, they seem inconsequential without their travelers. The Colorado is an outlaw. It belongs only to the ancient, eternal earth. As no other, it is savage and unpredictable of mood, peculiarly American in character. ~Frank Waters, The Colorado

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Symbiotic

I have realized something over the last few weeks: my writing is directly related to my riding. Even in areas that have little or nothing to do with bikes, my creative juices flow slower when I am not on the bike regularly. And I am not surprised at all. Quite simply, my mind works better [...]

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Dave is Nice

Dave Nice. Moab 2008.

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Delicate, Arches

There are several ways of looking at Delicate Arch. Depending on your preconceptions you may see the eroded remnants of a sandstone fin, a giant engagement ring cemented in rock, a bow-legged pair of petrified cowboy chaps, a triumphal arch for a procession of angels, an illogical freak, a happening…. If Delicate Arch has any [...]

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Late Afternoon: Moab

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Moab: Yet Again

I will be there. My bike however, wont be. I will be there helping, supporting, cheering, jeering, heckling and shooting photos. And writing a story about the event for Cycling Utah.

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DH’s Long Lost Ancestor?

I found a drawing on the Library of Congress website that I think must be Dave Harris’s great-great-great grandpa. Either that, or it is a picture of Dave himself, and he has just lived that long. Roaming the earth on his bicycle like John the Beloved. Of course Dave, you know I am just giving [...]

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