|A hint of Fall on the trail.|
Thursday, October 6, 2016
Friday, September 16, 2016
|Big wheels keep on turnin'.|
Monday, March 28, 2016
"What have I done?" Cowering the backseat of Justin’s truck, I lay my head against the cool window as Justin, Silas, Kirk and I rumbled through the Quebec countryside in the wee hours of the morning. I was ten hours deep into my thirteen hour journey from Boston to the Chic-Choc mountains on the Gaspé peninsula in Eastern Quebec and seriously questioning whether I should have made the trip.
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
It was about this time last year that I carving lines in deep untracked powder through the woods in the Blue Hills. Those were the days- "were” being the operative word.
As if a look out the window wasn’t enough to nail home the sad state of the snowpack, this morning’s long term forecast is calling for temperatures in the 40’s for the foreseeable future. While there's still plenty of winter left to fulfill our backcountry skiing plans, the next few weeks aren't looking so good. But like anything in life, you can sit home and cry in your Cheerios or you can adapt, evolve, and find a silver lining. If you’re a winter outdoor enthusiast, you may need a fat bike to mine that vein of silver.
Friday, December 11, 2015
|Right in the middle of the lane. What a dick.|
Friday, August 21, 2015
It was 11;00PM. Brian and I had spent two hours driving around Saratoga looking for a cheap motel with vacancy. We finally overpaid for a couple dirty mattresses surrounded by four slabs of moldy sheetrock and a grubby plastic bathroom.
As I lay there with a belly full of potato chips, doughnuts and Four Loko, I began to doubt the wisdom of some of my recent decisions.