Stories
Wednesday nighter
When it's cold, the group is smaller and tighter. The pace is more consistent, but there's less recovery and more rotation. You feel more of everyt...
Cold front
Cold weather finally rolled in and the storm front in the bay was moody and crisp and cold. It felt like standing between two seas.
Every year I fo...
Sunset ride
On my ride last night, I passed over into the Bluff and came across these sunset fishermen. Behind me, to the east, there was a rainbow across th...
Sedona
Leading up to every trip, I imagine lingering over drip coffee in small town cafes, frequent photo ops, reading all the historical markers. I never...