Oregon

Here’s a video my roommate Mike put together from Tuesday’s run of Lower Lewis Falls.  Enjoy and have a great weekend! -Dave… Read the rest

It may be Tuesday, but my head is still stuck in Saturday.  96 of some of Oregon’s most beautiful miles.
Fast girls, fast bikes, green trees.
An old road in the forest on the side of the river.
Accelerations.  Quiet.
Sun glare and spots of light.
Historic Columbia River Highway… Read the rest

Early Sunday morning: My bike is finally put back together, the car is loaded, my-bags-are-packed-and-ready-to-go, if you will, for a day at one of my favorite riding spots. Now for the helmet cam. The footage is a little bit bouncy, but good. Enjoy.… Read the rest

Friday morning and we were exhausted. A night of rest did not help, as our feet were incredibly torn up and all of our reserves, both mentally and physically had been depleted. We had pushed and pushed, and ended up pushing too hard. Overzealous ambitions had led us into chasing… Read the rest

It was new day. The fresh snow added a crispness to the cold bite of the morning air. A day of rest and regrouping in Bend had refreshed us for our next objectives, which would require a few nights in the wilderness. Broken Top and the South Sister were aesthetic… Read the rest

As I reluctantly stepped out of the tent and into the cold, my spirits were lifted when I saw our next objective jutting into the bluebird sky. Mt. Bailey stood across Diamond Lake from us, taunting us with the current perfect conditions. ”Hey you guys, we’ve got bluebird!”
“Really?” came… Read the rest

We hurriedly packed up everything into my Subaru and squeezed into the seats. “Do we have everything?” we all seemed to ask in unison. After the mental quadruple check, we felt confident that we were leaving behind nothing of importance. Cranking the Blue Scholars and the defrost, we backed out… Read the rest

I hate rollers.  I’ve always hated rollers.
I hated them last year during the Covered Bridges 200k and I hate them now, at this moment, on this circuit called Sublime, in this town called Sublimity.
Cruel.  All of it. I can see it come together.
The race organizers smirking while… Read the rest

Take boat off the car. Full of water from melted snow, empty it. Grab the water bottle and head back to the falls for one more look. Walk along the road and avoid cars. I’m glad it looks smaller from river left. Talk to Nate to assure myself it’s good… Read the rest