Holiday Break Adventure Guide

I didn't finish up my finals and think I was going on an adventure.  I thought I was just going to make a fairly boring drive to Seattle.  My car's starter had other ideas.  So I made some great friends at Carl's towing and United Battery and got home.  I brought my mountain bike and my trials bike home for the month figuring that would keep me busy.  Buckle your seatbelt and read on...

Some extra pretty trail in Black Diamond

Sweet Workout Without a Fashionable Gym

At school we have a minimal gym.  A few dumbbells, a couple benches, and a climbing rope, all under the oldest basketball floor in Oregon.  Home for the holidays, the only thing around are chain gyms that want to sell me protein powder and crap like that.  Today I ran over to the local elementary school to see what I could find.  I was lucky enough to come across a waterlogged 4x6 that was five feet long.  Read on for the best workout without going further than your closest spare piece of lumber...

An Extremely Rad Adventure: Part I

Because I go to a school that is not controlled by the government, I get a sweet, week-long break in the middle of October.  Same idea as spring break, just in the fall.  Since the only beaches within reach were cold, rainy, and distinctly lacking fun things to do, my bro Chris and I decided to head out for a road trip.  On the hit list were Hood River, Leavenworth, and Bellingham.  This rad trip ended up being just like a big ole bite of gnar bar...

A Brief History of the Bicycle: Intro

The one thing that both endears and makes me hate other bikers is their incessant shop talk.   I have never ridden or talked with another cyclist who didn't know (or think they knew) enough about their bike and why it is better than yours to carry on a brain-melting conversation.  Here is my solution...

Overture

I have had the bittersweet pleasure of experiencing flight.   I have been there, and there I long to return.

My bicycle is a training tool as much as a stress ball.  I ride because I must.  Being on a bicycle blocks out everything unnecessary and creates focus.  I love coming face to face with myself just shy of peaking out a tough climb and learning to trust my instinct flying back down.  I am addicted to the feeling of carving a beautiful line out of fern and loam.  Riding a bicycle has taught me about more than adjusting gears and tuning suspension.

I am lucky enough to live in a gorgeous corner of the world known as the Pacific Northwest.  Here we see rain as often as we do sun.  Pursuing a degree in engineering is just that, a pursuit.  Even after hours of trying to catch the heavy concepts of vector calculus or dynamics, they often get away.  I am also determined to join the ranks of the world's best aviators.  Some day I hope to skim over trail-laden mountains in an F-22 Raptor.  There are very few who succeed down this road and fewer who think it possible for me to.  Here you can fulfill your vicarious internet bike needs by keeping up with my epic adventures and misadventures as while I JRA...