The mountain biking on the west coast of Canada is simply amazing. Between the North Shore, Squamish, Whistler, and Pemberton lies more world-class trails than most people could ride in a lifetime. During our second
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Not only does this October mark four years of Jen and I being married, it also marks 10 years of us being together. Ten years… wow. That went quick. That’s countless pitches of rock and
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After Washington Pass, Jen and I once again took Toni and Misti’s advice and headed to our next location—Darrington. Back in the day, I drove past this town several times on the way to the
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Although I’ve spent a good amount of time climbing in the North Cascades, I’ve never ridden a bike there. In fact, I didn’t even know you could ride a bike there. So, when Toni and
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I didn’t start mountain biking until I moved to Utah, so the only experience I have with mountain bikes in Washington is driving through on my way to Canada. But, this trip gave us an
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Jen and I learned long ago that when you’re climbing and biking in the same trip, it’s very important to do the climbing part first. That way, if you mess yourself up biking, you still
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This Thanksgiving, like most years, Jen and I headed down to Indian Creek with a few good friends, cooked a full dinner (including a turkey) and climbed cracks until our bodies couldn’t take it anymore.
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It’s been a long time since I’ve ridden some of the harder trails down in Fruita and Grand Junction. I remember the first time I was on Free Lunch, looking at the optional lines and
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Two years ago, Jen and I got married just outside Zion National Park. While it was undoubtably one of the best days of my life, we were both bummed that we didn’t get to bike
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And just like that, it’s fall. Temperatures in the desert went from way too hot to comfortably chilly in a matter of days, and then it snowed in the La Sal Mountains above Moab. Things
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