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Cool Hand Lukewarm

We were going to jumpstart the blog, again, with a nicely worded rant on the brewing local shitfight over the proposed Pogonip trail. But that is going to be a bile filled rant, and it needs a bit more time to percolate before I go online and offend just about every member of the old [...]
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The Dust Never Settles

No, it just turns to mud, or rain, or sometimes shitrain, but the concept of the dust settling, allowing us to get a glimpse of the horizon and collect our bearings? Pah. It doesn’t happen around here. There will always be a new fire to put out, a fresh hand grenade to dive onto, a [...]
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We’re Number 27! We’re Number 27!

The issue of Outside magazine that is poised to bully itself into news stands on August 14th features a cover blurb titled “65 Dream Jobs” (bonus TOC tagline “Take This Job And Love It” zing!), which is a feature on people who are living, not too surprisingly, their version of the dream job lifestyle. Alongside [...]
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A Week In Yorkshire

It is not the sign of a healthy mind that whenever I end up in Yorkshire, after a rough trip across the states and then the Atlantic squeezed into a flying tin can with a couple hundred tightly packed strangers, that upon landing at Manchester airport I immediately think of David Firth’s Salad Fingers. This [...]
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Chapin Will Bankrupt Us

Remember a while back when we decided to implement a payback scheme to incentivize SCB employees who also raced so as to give them some sort of mother company bro-love? Well, that scheme came about in lieu of Chapin’s asking us to pay his entry fees and some expenses for his race season this year. [...]
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Jammed Throttle

Apologies for the relative silence around here. We were on a massive cat herding expedition, one that found us in the wilds of southwestern Utah, wrangling new bikes into the light of day before the intense scrutiny of the bike media. And the whole expedition chewed up time like a voracious beast. Initially, there had [...]
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Ketchup

The title of this post is supposed to immediately invoke the dialogue between Uma Thurman and John Travolta in Pulp Fiction whereby she is telling him a joke at the end of a night on the town that would have been awesome if it wasn’t for that pesky heroin problem. In case you are one [...]
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