There are two things I’ll go to hell for in a bike race: A good friend, and a good story. At the 2022 Pine Island Gravel Odyssey, I got to go to hell for both. Marty and I drove to Spearfish, S.D., to climb Pine Island’s tallest tree: the 210-mile Lodgepole Voyage (formerly known as … More The Pointy End at Spearfish

Of course it would be 2020—gravel racing’s lost year—that the Lincoln Abes would find a racer like Clark Jackson.  “You gotta meet him,” Mike told me. “He’s young—only started riding this year. But he’s all in. And he’s good.” Mike put his friend on a trainer and watched him tap out watts normal cyclists spend … More A Race of Mistaken Identity

I’d been looking forward to Iowa City Gravel all fall. After a summer of race meltdowns, I was ready for a chilly October race in new country. Then Jason at Method went and inflated my excitement north of 120 psi. He had a demo bike fit for a tall guy, and he wondered what I … More Gravel Confidence: Combine comfort and speed racing Donnelly’s new G//C.

I had to find a way to tell my son: We’re not racing on Saturday. Marcus is 14 and jazzed to start riding gravel this year. He’ll race Dirty Kanza’s 35-mile high school course in June, and he knows enough to want more experience before that wild mess. We circled Angry Cow Adventures’ Panama Enduro … More Proud Panamanian Papa

Can I just say I love the classiness that drives this sport? Gravel cycling was on its best behavior (per usual) at the Cornhusker State Games on July 28 in Lincoln. And it showed before the riders even hit mile 2 on the 100-mile course. Our start at Backswing Brewery was delayed maybe 10 minutes … More The (Almost) Whole Story: A Cornhusker State Games Race Review