I sat today in school, overwhelmed by the Irony. this is irony of situation, situational irony if you will, that the "greatest" country in the world, this piece that so vehemently defends the so called unalienable rights, has well screwed us over. Physics, was when i thought, who the fuck needs physics, me? not me, i dont give a pile of horse shit about physics, nor about i'd say 99.8 percent of what the idiot box stuffs us with. yet i must, i am helpless. not exactly, I could go postal. that's not solving anything, who the fuck does that help? no one. If we dont give our pile o' horse shit about what is told to us, where to we put that great stinky mess of human involvement? certainly not in the hands of others. it is not our destiny, nor our right to be held captive. me, i say no thanks, i will take my interest and invest it, in the mountains, in the eternal. the eternal which may well prove transient. because to me this is beauty, and cross my grave, I will be out, gone when i can. with the wind? who knows, into the eternal.

sorry if that was morbid, school has got me right well p.o.'d.
a picture to brighten the mood. tone is what the idiot box calls it.

a few photos from the last fleeting moments of summer. they seem long gone now. far away, like looking through the wrong end of binoculars. education binoculars. it's only one more year at least.

Into the mist

today was one of those days where when you wake up and look out the window, you turn back over and pull the blankets up higher and fall back asleep thinking about hot chocolate and a good book. Low clouds and a misty drizzle turn everything grey, damp, and cold. but today, when i woke up, twas not a day to be wasted by literature and warm sugary beverages.


I like riding in the rain. there is very much a certain energy that comes from it. not the same as the energy on a blue sky day topping out on the caribou flats. That energy is bright and crisp. This is a softer vibe that comes from the quiet and the cool clean air and the pinpricks of rain. it forces me deeper into the shrouded trees and farther through the tall grass, bent over with the weight of fresh dew.


Riding in the rain makes things better i think. Wetter, yes indeed, but also better. as omv put it today, its like night riding. he's right. its nice to have the world reduced to a couple square meters as you climb into the fog. Only worrying about the how wet the roots are and how peanutbutteresque the mud is. not the 400 pages of summer fucking homework left.


on a completely reversed note. the new ergon grips are sick. as is the new patagucci shell. the only problem there was that I was already soaked to the bone when I put it on. Kept excess water out though.

More Cowbell

Just got a new pair of salsa bell lap bars for the surly. Adding a full 6cm to my bar width from before, and a longer stem makes a huge difference. at least while riding around in circles on the front lawn. All we need now is to get some legs going, and we may have a real season.

summer break is almost over. the thought of it makes me cry a little on the inside every time i reflect on how short lived it was. it was like a slap in the face. perhaps more enjoyable, yes, but it was just like BAM. then it was over, you're standing there thinking wtf? where the hell has my summer gone.



As I frantically procrastinate from having to finish my last two books of summer reading, I will try and distract you from the unfortunate fate arriving at 8:30 monday morning with some pictures of how we cling to our last moments of happiness and freedom.

Goodbye cruel world. I will see you again when the earth hath frozen over. or maybe just when it starts snowing.

The past couple weeks of low altitude living seems to have done the better part of destroying me and any hope I had of riding well for at least the next two weeks. A few days ago, I went for an all out run up the usual hill, and arrived at the top sick to my stomach, dizzy, and a full two minutes slower than two weeks before I left. ouch.


Yesterday, I went for a ride with nick up in ned, and was generally hurting bad. I made it, and had fun returning to some of the trails I used to ride with a fun group of folks. I think Its time to sit on the couch and watch some olympics... yay

Last of the wednesday night races yesterday. I really do like spectating these events so much more than racing. at least when it rains like it did last night. impressive cloulds, but the light was real beans for pictures. Great crowd, both hecklers and racers.

I must apologize for being rather delinquent with my writing. not a lot of motivation or opportunity lately as I have been across the atlantic for two weeks. It was a nice break from life, and a very different experience for me. Way too many people on that side of the ocean if you ask me, but that doesn't necessarily mean no fun. Got in some really cool hiking, riding, and views in the alps. But I'm glad to be back in colorado, downright desolate here. At least there's elbow room.

I will spare the stories, if i didn't i would be writing for several hours. We basically went to northern italy, then to chamonix, then up to paris. saw some museums and stuff in paris, and I don't have to do that for another sixteen years as far as I'm concerned. I'm glad i went, but next time, i will avoid the big cities.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words? well then heres at least a 27,000 word essay on my trip :)