Idaho Trail Riding Photos
Photos never do the subject any justice. I stopped more time to take photos than I can count and rarely does the photo capture the sense of being “there” . . . nothing matches...
July 31, 2014
Photos never do the subject any justice. I stopped more time to take photos than I can count and rarely does the photo capture the sense of being “there” . . . nothing matches...
Below are some photos that I took this year while riding in South Dakota. The Black Hills offer some good single track trail riding in the closest western mountain setting to Kentucky. By the...
Well for the first time, Philip tagged along with us to do the Red Bird Crest Trail. He’d ridden a couple portions of it back in 2007 but that was over by the Begley...
April 20, 2014
I’ve come to the conclusion that my newly built Yamaha WR250 is a single-track trail weapon. I raced the Sandlapper Eating the right food and indulging in physical activities daily will deeprootsmag.org tadalafil buy...
March 5, 2014
A group of us made the commitment to race the Sandlapper National Enduro down near Columbia, South Carolina three months ago. We’d been to that race back in 2011 and made the (nearly fatal)...
February 18, 2014
NOTE: My blog was hacked in late 2014 and some of the content from this post is missing. Click here to download a PDF version of the post that contains all content. Sorry for...
January 17, 2014
This is somewhat of a rehash of an older post on the subject of converting a 2006+ YZ250 to Wide-Ratio or “WR”250. The vast majority of the items needed to make this happen come...
December 24, 2013
I think it was back in 2009 when I decided Tire Balls would be worth giving a try. We’d been cutting trail at the Salt River Run in Mercer County. You know that place...
December 10, 2013
For years I’ve carried the bare essential tools with me on every ride. In the early days that nice tool pouch on the XR’s rear fender did the trick. Those bikes didn’t break so...
December 1, 2013
It may seem crazy to pay the same for a jersey that you’d normally pay for a pair of pants but once again, you get what you pay for. Jesse and I had been...