3…2…1… Five seconds. This is the calm before the storm. Five seconds of complete silence, you feel your heart pumping rapidly and the sweat rolling down your face, yet everything seems quiet and tranquil at the same time. Then, in an instant, brought on by the sharp sound of aContinue Reading

The American Southwest, Part Two We had no idea. Poor ‘Colina’ was in for a real treat, his biggest ride up to that point being only 20 miles. His Spanish nickname transformed the gently rolling hills, to which I had been accustomed heretofore, into steep mountain grades. I’m proud of him,Continue Reading