Holiday Nuts!

Don't let your nuts be the ones that get roasted...

I found my new drink!

I am not a fan of Hose-A, but Hose-B is phenomanal!

Mix this with Coke or Diet Coca Cola and you will have a good time foh shoh!

Got shoes?

GO LANCE GO!

I wonder if he had the iPod insert in his Nike Air Zoom +'s?

Fractured Proximal Phalanx :o(

In laymens terms, I cracked my thumb bone;















4 more weeks of riding the CycleOps only...















Bummer!

Even on the trainer, it's a big wheel...it just rolls faster.

Road Trip Anyone?

http://www.raysmtb.com

Una bici caliente!

As soon as the funds become available the above will be built to the below specs:

If you are already rolling in the dough and would like to build up a Salsa Mamasita 29er to those specs, go right ahead...I won't be offended. Just remember it was posted here first!!!

And as always...get a big wheel, it just rolls faster.

The Train Robbers

I went for a ride on the Wabash Trace earlier this week and discovered how they use to rob trains in the old days. You need a horse, an ambush spot, and a six-shooter. Well I didn't have a horse or a six-gun, but I found a good ambush spot and was atop my trusty steed, a.k.a. my GF Sugar 292.

I rode 75% of the horse trails on the way to Mineola...no crashes, but there were a few close calls. Then I decided to press on to the old mining town of Silver City. You know back in the old' days there was drinking, shooting, and a whole lot whoring going on round them parts. It is very quiet now a day to say the least. I turned around and made my weary journey back to the trail head...hitting about 50% of the road apple scattered single-track on the way. There were a few climbs where my legs told me NO, but as you know what goes up must come down.

I made it back safe and sound,
minus a few near misses,
one crazy killer possum,
three curious deer,
numerous road apples run over,
no trains robbed,
no whoring had...
But a good ride none the less.

And as always...get a big wheel, it just rolls faster.

www = Wild Wild West not World Wide Web

It's that time of year again where I trade my bikes in for a horse. That's right! Starting Saturday I will be making my way from Western Nebraska back to Omaha via a four legged hay burner. No pedals needed, just some Old West trail riding across the great state of Nebraska. Now there may be some hootin' and a hollerin' going on but that is only because there will be some drinkin' going on. They didn't invent saddle bags to hold just beef jerky. I'll be packing some schnapps and of course some single barrel whiskey! I will see ya'll when I get back. My horse has 29 inch wheels in case you were wondering...I couldn't ride anything else.

As always...get a big wheel, it just rolls faster.