Here is a little tid bit for you back country experts. I love dawgs, and I sure like to see them at ski areas if they have their shit together, however don't believe for two megalanches that if you ever get buried in an avalanche that they will find you, alive. Oh, it's fun to watch them prance around and find buried pieces of rawhide bones and humans purposely buried alive in obviously man created piles of snow with holes "pre dug"....but if you get buried, forgettabout it, they will find you when you are dead, so ski with a piece of raw bacon in your pocket if you ski the back country so an "avalanche dog" can find you faster after you are dead. Years ago when I made a very crappy living writing stories for a now out of business newspaper in the Vail Valley, I wrote a story about "Avalanche Dogs". There has NEVER been an avalanche victim found ALIVE by and Avy Dawg ever, in the history of the United States. So if you should take the big ride and are found by one of these dogs, you will be found dead, but the dog will be happy. Dogs are really good at finding dead expert skiers. Have fun out there.
Hey look, it's my blog, I'll post a picture of myself if I want, this is an entirely different issue than if this were on Facebook, at which time I would expect you to immediately de-friend and block me for trying to tell you how much I ride my bike and continue to not be very good at racing my bike. I had to manually unfriend 2000+ "friends" on Facebook and look at it once every other week to cleanse myself. Here, you can just choose to never read this stupid blog again or ever come back, which works for all of us.
Then there is this guy....who unfriended me on Facebook for posting pictures of myself riding my bike.
From last weekend....this weekend I'll be in Crested Butte announcing Fat Bike Worlds while Gage Hecht and the rest of the US Team try to win a Cyclocross World Championship in Belgium.
Reports that a driver was on the wrong side of the road and ran head on into the team on a training ride? American Haga and phenom John Degenkolb of Germany among the seriously injured. This driver should more than likely be
de-nutted immediately on a random top tube.
Photo poached from Cyclingnews.com And the Malori crash in the Tour de San Luis is absolutely terrifying and an incredible piece of bad luck.
Coming on September 17th and 18th, in Durango, Colorado, is a throwback to the 1990's World Championships on dirt and on fat tires. If you want to throw down on some world class singletrack and trails, with world class folks who love to ride, including but not limited to the legendary Ned Overend and Todd Wells, be in Durango the third weekend of September. It'll be a blowout in year two...
I was out rolling 25 turns on chairlifts with a couple of Bro Dawgs at Copper Mountain because "chairlifts are for the weak" and for those of us who do ride chairlifts we never have any fun. One of these days I'm gonna figure this whole skiing thing out and do it the right way, I swear.
Thank you Copper Mountain Ski Patrol for the stellar day on your mountain, and for letting me back in the out door.
30 years ago I was kicked off Copper Mountain for good with seven of my friends during what used to be called "ski the Summit week" in the 1980's. I went back today for the first time, I think they must have forgot that they kicked me out of there for good, no one seemed to mind that I was there with a new group of friends and ski Posse in 2016. I guess I've been missing out..it was outrageously good.....all day.
Downhill Fat Biking on Evolution Bike Park-Crested Butte trails at Fat Bike Worlds! You Know them, you love them, come see what the future of Fat Biking is, or what it's all about in the first place. This is fun factor x 10 stuff folks!
Then you can call me out as a lying douche bag and say "that is what everyone says" because that is what everyone says. I rode my fucking bike ok? And I rode it for nearly three hours because it was over 50 degrees and the skiing sucks right now. It's not a New Year's resolution, I just felt like riding my god damn bike ok? And nobody cares and should not care because I do not care when you ride your bike ok? But this is my blog, and I'll post what I like, and I don't care if you like it or not.
With that said, this happened today at work, the wind was blowing about 80 miles an hour and it blew the fucking Office Depot dumpster about 200 yards into the side of my car and fucked it all up pretty well. I walked into Office Depot which is next to where I work at Christy Sports and almost hatchet wrecked the entire staff of the store I was so pissed off. The "rent-a-security guard" with his Howdy Doody sherriffs badge calmed things down, took some Alice's Restaurant photos, filled out some paper work, and told me all was good and that my citizens arrest was no longer needed and that I could stop threatening to dick punch all of their employees and that Office Depot would take care of all of the damages before I went back to work with my normal scour on my face for the rest of the day...god bless the next boot fit that comes in.
Oh, and one other thing...I got engaged to my soulmate on Saturday. Which was pretty cool and one of the highlights of my entire life. We will marry soon.
If you are fast and can handle a bike, it just doesn't matter much what bike you choose to ride or are given to ride....there is nothing spectacularly better about riding a steel, titanium or carbon framed bike other than flashing your wallet a bit. I've seen as many bike races won on some sort of metal configuration than just about any other "mine is better than yours" plastic bike in recent years. You just have to put a fast person on the bike, and they will win. For instance...a Moots Ti bike works just fine for Gage, Ashley, Katie, Robson, Cariveau, etc.
By the way Cyclocross Magazine....you may want to get folks with better voices and more interesting questions to do your interviews....if you know what I'm saying.
Wow, not quite sure where this popped up from, circa late 80's early 90's, interview with Justin Patnode while riding the Pali chair at Arapahoe Basin. One of the original big mountain extreme guys to come out of the Legend after moving west from the East. Check out the old school skis and kits! These days are long gone with the cost of trying to survive in the high country and all the fucking rules and regulations surrounding ski areas. You either have to have a huge trust fund (which usually makes you a douche bag), work three jobs to pull it off or be a professional which leaves you with no time to live the life of a true ski bum, believe what you want, these days have been gone for a long time along with the innocence of the lifestyle...these were indeed the good old days.
The inaugural had 150 riders show up and have a blast in Castle Rock. Brett Bulling was the fastest of the entire field and the CX bike was the weapon of choice on this day.
A place to come and hide away from life's daily bore, a place to smile and laugh....maybe even cry, a place to reflect on what's really important in life, where you go and who you go with....it's not about the pile of money you get to take with you to the grave folks.....your bank accounts should be a wealth of great experience and good friends. I am indeed a wealthy man. All attempts at humor on the site are just that, attempts. Most is untrue, all is purely entertainment.
Larry G