On Looking

(Photo, sugoi.com) Ever since Randy died, riding a bike has been different. I haven’t been afraid, exactly. Nor frantic. Just edgy. A gravel road I don’t know well will come to a T, and there I am—staring at the kind of paved, shoulderless county road I no longer want. And I have to decide what … More On Looking

Words on Threads

So the team got some new kits here this fall. I’m pretty happy with how they turned out. Now, there’s a lake of difference between “a guy who can sorta draw” and a graphic designer. And I’m in the former category. So it took some serious paddling to get from my first sketches to the … More Words on Threads

Not the Plan

Abes are all smiles before the start. Working orders My orders for the Cornhusker State Games’ 104-mile gravel grinder were to set up Iron Man Eric Vacek to go for the “Dirt Rouleur Award.” That’s CSG’s tip-of-the-cap for the cyclist with the fastest combined time between the cat 1 mountain bike race on one weekend … More Not the Plan

Havoc Wreaked

After thirty four miles of absolutely sending it, the perils of gravel racing took Eric down. He slashed a tire on a flint rock and switched to a tube, losing several minutes. He got up and going again only to rip off his derailleur a hundred yards later. A very expensive paperweight. He eventually got … More Havoc Wreaked

It begins

 I talked to Eric last night and he was locked and (carbo) loaded for the race. Here they are looking ready for a long day. My tracker has them moving along at just shy of 19 mph for the first 30 miles or so. We’re planning on catching up with them at the second checkpoint. … More It begins