Last weekend I spent two days bike-packing through Big Bend Ranch State Park with my doppel-ganger, Keith. We rode about 84 miles and climbed about 6,600′ over 4×4 roads, single-track, double-track, abandoned road-beds and a bunch of creek bed. However, …
They say mastery of action takes 30-50,000 repetitions. Where a behaviour has become so ingrained we don’t even think about it but perform it unconsciously with perfection of movement. Maybe it’s bunny-hopping, maybe it’s a martial arts take-down; perhaps it’s …
Say yes to adventure. Time and time again my good friend Tim Gibbs–Park Archeologist at Big Bend Ranch State Park, and all around solid dude–and I have talked about my joining him when he has archeological resources to explore. Yet, …
Sunday I felt like a bag of hammers. Leaving the Ghost-town in the cold Sunday morning, I rode to Mark’s house for coffee. Mugs empty, we set-off to meet the Sunday Desert Sports group-ride posse at the Lajitas airport trailhead. …
Over the past several years, I’ve established a tradition of setting out over new year’s eve for a solo bike-packing adventure. And boy, have they every been memorable! This year, however, I changed things up a little bit. Although I …