Have you ever read something so tough, so intense, so true, that you had to shout? I just finished The Living Mountain by Nan Shepherd. The tension of it uncorked my throat and I threw out a coarse yell, both frustrated and elated. Shepherd writes of the Cairngorm mountains in north west Scotland. She wrote the book in […]Read More Essay: On Reading Mountains
The sun’s throwing that hazy afternoon, postcard skyline up around Lake Merritt as I bike into the Lakeview branch of the Oakland Public library. There’s some grown-ass white folk snogging on the front steps. She’s blonde, he’s bald.Read More Essay: Always Talk to Strangers
Off-pavement riding through fog in the coastal headlands of Marin.Read More Postcard: Fogbound in Marin
I am proud as heck to report that raffle ticket sales for Big Pink the Tall Bike raised $259.75 for Climate Ride! and… KATIE STYER! YOU ARE THE WINNER OF BIG PINK THE TALL BIKE! Katie is the truly random winner of Big Pink. Now I know what you’re thinking. How totally non-random is it […]Read More The Truly Random Winner of Big Pink the Tall Bike is…
The fearsome, awestriking part of bikemomma is that she expects to eat shit, get up, and try again. She expects her flock — her kids and her community — to do the same.Read More The Bikemommas of CycloFemme
Within days of coming home, I was dreaming of dirt. Of shredding familiar canyons, portaging the streams and picking poison oak out of my butt. I unloaded my bike, put in a load of laundry, and headed for the hills.Read More Monroe Truck Trail: Riding Singletrack On Home Turf
It’s been three months and one concussion since I’ve gone mountain biking.Read More Forgive me bike-gods for I have sinned.
Our adventure began at Katie’s house in the Mission. I have next to no memory of any of this, because 12 hrs later, I’ll be on my way to the ER with a dented helmet and amnesia. Ride with me as I ask the question, What the hell happened?Read More I met Scott Duffy the ER Doctor and MY FRIENDS SAVED MY ASS
Note from May 30, 2012: This is pure confabulation. Jump to the next post for, if not the truth, then a very loose approximation!Read More I met Scott Duffy the TV Doctor and He SIGNED MY ASS
While I wasn’t doing anything radically political this weekend (like smashing the right wing, the 1%, and patriarchy in one swell foop), I did meet a dozen guys, and one gal, for a mountain biking hammerfest at Skeggs Point.Read More Grrrl gets off the Internet. Rides mountain bike.