A sunday ramble


We got wet, real wet. We may have broken a couple laws here and there. But fun was had and lessons learned. It was good to get out and spin the wheels with some new friends.


The Outback is getting close and I’m figuring out just how to tackle it. I’m undertrained, and not nearly as nervous as I probably should be about that. Stoke meter is on high though.


I’m finishing up some stuff around here, then headed to SF next week to do a bit of riding and hang out with friends and my wife. Then I’m back in Portland and off to the OR Outback.

Coming soon: I’m going to give a good breakdown of my kit and how it’s carried on FaTRoB.





Almost done


I’ve gotten the tail-light wired and nearly all my gear together. I need to sew a bivy this week and am awaiting a few minor odds and ends. Next week I hope to make time for a quick overnighter to test some gear and get the kit dialed. Then I’m down in SF for a week to ride a bunch of mixed terrain and squeeze in another overnighter. Then, the Oregon Outback begins soon after my return. I’m stoked about this, and can’t wait!




Nice ride on the Eastside

The plan was to head out to Hood River, ride about 100k with about 7300′ of climbing on some remote gravel roads. Plagued by Adam getting too many flats, we cut it short but still had a great time none-the-less. This is one of those rides where you finish wanting more, which is good to experience occasionally.

Check out the proposed route here.

FaTRoB did awesome on these gravel roads, btw…

Getting Closer to Done


I’m still putting some of the final touches on the FaTRoB build. I just installed a Supernova Plug III to power a charger for my iPhone. I’ve decided to forgo the GPS and use the iPhone and the apps GaiaGPS and Benchmark Maps. Both allow you to cache maps to peruse when there is no cell service, which will greatly aid in navigation in some back woods scenarios.


I’m also getting the last of the pieces together for the baggage I’m making for the ride, but more on that soon enough.  Getting stoked to get out and explore/do some long days with some nights in the woods.

A short ride will do just fine sometimes

NOTE: I wrote this a few weeks ago, but forgot to publish it. Such is life when you’re busy prepping for a show…
Many of my friends just completed the first Brevet of the season, the SIR 200k. Meanwhile, I’m busy wrapping up projects and getting ready to show in Detroit in a couple weeks, so I’ve only had time and energy for shorter rides.
I awoke yesterday at 06.30 and got into the shop by 07.30 to do the rest of some finish work on some frames that I dropped off to Class Act to get powder-coated. Afterwards I went home and generally goofed around, stressing about where to ride, how long I wanted to go, etc… I finally decided to just get out and explore a few areas I’ve been meaning to for a while. Donning my lightweight jersey, shorts and arm warmers, I quickly found that I was too warm. In March. Awesome! I climbed up an unpaved path to the top of Powell Butte and was awarded some killer views on this mostly clear day.
Bombing down the path and heading towards my next bump in the landscape: Gresham Butte. A helluva climb up a paved road averaging 11% over the .8 miles, I was happy to find the top. I quick hop over the rocks that barricade the path and I’m boogying down the Gresham Walking trail. Starting off paved, It quickly turns to loose gravel and I stop at the bottom to let out some air. 40 PSI felt ok on the pavement, but turns out that 35 PSI works just as well, but was still a little too much on the looser parts of the gravel path. The next climb averages about 7% and a bit over a mile to the top. It’s here that I decide to start navigating back. A lovely descent down Butler rd, the meandering through some neighborhoods and then a bomber descent down 190th and I’m back at the Springwater trail. After a few minutes, I decide to ride through neighboring streets instead of dodging the joggers and horseback riders and other cyclists on the trail. I meandered home, taking interesting looking alleyways and side streets until I arrived home. 25 miles, about 1600′ of climbing, packed into the middle 10 miles. An unshabby time and super fun to find some new routes that are definitely worth revisiting and exploring some more.