A Letter to Halfwheelers

A Letter to Halfwheelers

Dear Riding Buddy It’s early in the season and we’re all excited to get outside and ride, whether we’ve spent hours in the basement on the trainer or making fun of those that do. Either way, it’s easy to forget…

It's spring. Time to check your nuts.

It’s spring. Time to check your nuts.

Not wanting to be left out of the deluge of weekend ride reports, here is mine: On Saturday I rode on an airplane. Then I rode in a car. It was neither awesome nor epic. On Sunday, however, I put…

Day 5 - Saguaro

Day 5 – Saguaro

The eight mile loop at Saguaro National Park is one of my favourite things about Tucson – right up there with the ability to buy beer at the Circle K. I cannot say with any authority that the Saguaro loop…

Day 4 - Just another day in paradise

Day 4 – Just another day in paradise

We wake up and the sun is shining. Again. I realize I take this completely for granted.Ryan and Sarah have things to do in the morning, including picking up the nanny’s boyfriend. They have brought their 2 year old son…

Day 3: Lessons

Day 3: Lessons

As much I love doing PAC tour and riding in the middle of Nowheresville Arizona, I do not miss the trucker style breakfasts consisting of a mound of pancakes the height and diameter of a wedding cake, topped with several…

Day 2 - Disasterville, Arizona

Day 2 – Disasterville, Arizona

Our replacement house is way at the other end of the city than the one that was allegedly sold the day before we arrived. I find all of this highly suspect and would jump at the chance to tear the…

A Winterpeg Wonderland

A Winterpeg Wonderland

Winnipeg is my home – I was born here and the entire Cycle Clan is here. Granted, if things were different and I was given the choice of anywhere in the world to live it wouldn’t necessarily be the top…

Dressed to Chill

Dressed to Chill

Well this is more like it. THIS is badass Winnipeg winter. Since I started this madness that is winter commuting, I’ve had all sorts of people asking what I wear when I ride. Needless to say I am always delighted…

When the Going Gets Tough, The Tough Ride Some Bikes

When the Going Gets Tough, The Tough Ride Some Bikes

Winnipeg winters are one of the few things in this world that actually deserve the word “epic”. Our badass motherfucker winters are what defines us Winnipeggers, and we embrace them like a nice frozen moose carcass. An unseasonably warm and…

Riding with Fatties

Riding with Fatties

This February I have committed to doing (or at least attempting to do) the 130-ish kilometre Actif Epica winter race from St. Malo to Winnipeg. Because if something has the word “Epic” in it, I’m in. Of course the challenge…