Despite the swearing down below, I felt only a curious calm, bobbing on our becalmed boat in the purple twilight.Read More Engine Failure
¨”You know it´s all mountains that way, right?” Peter said. I replied, “Yup.”Read More Offroad to Puerto Vallarta
Domestically, we´re known as the Hole in a Head Gang, but abroad, we are: The Spoke International Cycle Touring Team! World ambassadors for (y)our favorite North Oakland bike shop, The Spoke Cyclery! Mid-January, we took our trademark ear to ear grins for a ride around the central northern highlands of Mexico. The team met up […]Read More The Spoke International Cycle Touring Team
A fawning tribute to Mexican food, despite its hazards.Read More MEXICAN FOOD!
The collectivos pile up on the main drag out of Chihuahua. Big sturdy buses with chrome grills and color wheel paint jobs. Driver takes my fare and make change from a selection of coins on the dashboard. He is talking on the phone. He is eating corn on the cob. He has opened the door […]Read More The myriad delights of Mexican Buses
The yellow cur hit me with 90 pounds of fang. I fell on my ass and scrabbled backwards. The dog flew at me again but was choked back, chained to the bar of the cabana. I had ridden to the pleasant little beach of Tecolote, at the tip of the La Paz peninsula, after a […]Read More Perros Peligroso
Arriba! The Flaming Bike is Taking On Mexico! Please I must be brief as I’m now live- blogging from San Jose del Cabo, a busy playa-side town at the southern cape of Baja California. After reassembling my mighty steed, NOVIO, in the airport parking lot, I right away broke the first and only rule I […]Read More Down Mexico Way