
i’m gettin fired up to do a nice longish trail ride on the Yuba trails in a week or so. may bring skis and/or some climbing gear. spring conditions are up on us- it’s multisport season!

i’m gettin fired up to do a nice longish trail ride on the Yuba trails in a week or so. may bring skis and/or some climbing gear. spring conditions are up on us- it’s multisport season!
i’m testing a hypothesis, that at the proper scale, and in a high enough ABV solution of Imperial Stout… um, or was that about flying? well, if Scraps hangs out in that beverage long enough, she’ll be hi as a kite!

i hear there’s a village called “Hell” in Norway too. that just may have to be my next myth busting expedition.
i spent a short part of this evening watching a young woman sing a gypsys’ song about stabbing a crossed lover and another gal sing a custom version of a Janis Joplin song, “Lord won’t you buy me a new cadiallac,” acapella. pretty enjoyable.
still havin’ fun,
Japhy rider
a cowboy, a gangster, and Chuck Norris were sitting around camp shit talking about who was tougher.
the cowboy says, “this bull was raising hell, stampeding right for me. i grabbed it by the horns, wrestled it to the ground, and slit it’s throat.”
“thas nothin,” the gansta says. “some punkass tried to run me down in the street. i dodged the fender, grabbed the wheel, an ran a shiv through his throat.”
Chuck Norris stood there, stirring the campfire coals with his dick, didn’t say anything.
just a quick pic from riding Sunday with Nooner on the Hall Ranch - Fiddle Ck Ridge- N Yuba Trails. all in all, about 17 miles with just a bit of highway between trailheads. the rest was out of the saddle standing climbing in direct sun with bugs trying their best to enter my lungs, carrying, flying downhill, surprise! switchbacks, and gnarly up down up down exposure of the NYT.

did i mention it was warm? most trails were littered with loose rock and other F.O.D., exposed, and much of it very tight single track. the ride had a palatable feeling of adventure!


most notable, the trails were absolutely empty. didn’t even see the easter bunny!

did i mention it was warm?

can’t wait to do it again either, maybe an out and back the Saturday of the Banff Film Festival viewings at the Yuba Theater. any takers? drive out Friday night, maybe catch those movies too. roll home Sunday? what say, anyone for a whatthefuck out and back ride from Rocky Rest C.G., up the N. Yuba Trail to Hall’s Ranch and down Fiddle Ck Ridge, then sort of backtracking by going to the north end of the Hall Ranch Trail, climbing that back to Fiddle Ck Ridge and descending the way we’d come? I’d say 8ish hours, lots of fun.
this one landed in my lab last week…

it must’ve imprinted on me. it followed me home and roosted in my garage, then scavenged the finest cuts from a cache of bike parts

a lineage of Chris King, Thomson, Brooks, Avid, DT Swiss, and Shimano that has moved from frame to frame over the last 6 years - including a Specialized Stumpjumper i rode in the late 1900’s, a headset from my ole’ SC Superlight; wheels, drive train, and saddle from first Vulture SS; seatpost, stem and bars from a Salsa El Mariache (makes 3); pedals and brakes from a Turner Burner, and the 180mm cranks off my Coconino touring bike. this is recycling of sorts, or, better put - realizing the durability and value in good investments. there is also a bit of good mojo mixed in with trail cred.
by the end of the weekend, it had found its way into the kitchen to get some sun. a little early for warmer spring temps still…

i rode in to work on it a few times last week, mostly in snow and frozen mud. w/o paint, i’m obligated to keep it moderately clean till adult plumage comes in. here it is, back roosting in the garage, reading up on the Handlebarsandwich blog and accumulating emptys for bottling a batch of hoppie porter this spring.

Saturday we got in a good ride on the west slope of the Sierra. weather was absolutely spring-like and almost everyone we met was happy and smiling - especially the Shredder -

thanks a 10^6 Vulture! i’m very stoked on my new ride. next weekend’s 24 hour race in southern AZ ought to be fine venue for some enduro shredding.

Matt (of Silk Igloo fame) forwarded me this. what can i say, these dudes we doing it all in neon one piece suits

ok, more like this…

i’m partial to that orange colored Unimog snow plow, but, it’s sold.
Winter Solstice is up on us and it’s way beautiful down in the deserts. Heck, even the moto-rally to get here was gorgeous. Clear skies and relatively uncongested roads through the Great Basin. Rest breaks in Nevada’s historic gold and silver boom towns (which’re very off the radar of retirees, dirt twirlers, and most 30-something D.I.N.K.s) are always enjoyable. Just tough ol’ folks, old cars, and much much older buildings. I wanted to check in at the Saddlery in Goldfield and pick up some soap for the Brooks. Salty roads are hell on leather.

what’s a cowboy trapping?
there was a note on the door with a phone number if you needed to contact the proprietor if she/he was not around. there were also instructions on where to find them if the no one answered their phone. i thought that was excellent. Continue reading ‘Solstice in the Sonora’
Griz puts on one mean cross race. i mean, the man commands the weather, lays down 6 inches of fluff 5 days ahead of time, which settles into 4 inches of crust on dust and pock-marked gumbo frozen solid in the <30 degrees Fahrenheit morning temps.
sometimes, on the rare occasion, chonies are nice - especially when they’re made from wool!
“100% Merino wool - because we love sheep”
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