Thursday, December 18, 2008

29'ers like snow

The first Lincoln snowfall of approximately 2 inches did not stop the Fisher 29'er from exploring the city. In fact, the big wheels were enjoying the slick bike paths and streets. I rode to the gym...only about 4 miles, but enough time to spin out a few times, jump over a few small snow piles, and take in the cold winter air. Surprisingly, I counted three other bike wheel tracks on one trail, and another five tracks on the Salt Creek trail. By the way, this trail is covered with poop. Yes indeed, Lincoln geese have graced us with their presence by offering up gifts in the form of excretion. The flock had sprayed the trail, and I managed to kick up the poop onto my clothes. I couldn't for the life of me figure out where it was coming from at first. Then I noticed the smudge on my sock. Damn geese. Due to poop residue on the downtube of the frame, the 29'er needed a quick bath after this smelly encounter.

Monday, December 15, 2008

From bike to snowboard, back to bike

Who said that one cannot ride on Black Friday, snowboard the next weekend, and turn around to ride again the following weeekend. Astoundingly, that happened for me. I completed the trilogy this last Saturday with a singletrack ride out at Branched Oak accompanied by 3 friends. Unfortunately, Branched Oak was likely the last dirt ride of 2008 (much colder temperatures have set in). Pictures are from the Black Friday ride, starting in Ralston and heading north on the Keystone trail. Of course, we had to make a stop at Old Chicago to refuel with barley/hop beverages and watch part of the Husker/CU game. The self-pic on the snowboard was taken in the Sun Down Bowl (super fun black runs) at Vail. Seriously, one of the best blue-bird days ever. Relatively fresh snow, mild temperatures, and light wind made it epic. Oh, and Game Creek Bowl in Vail is a must. Two other days in CO were spent at Breck and Beaver Creek. Oh, and I finally had my first Fat Tire in a can. It was as equally tasty as the bottled brew.








Thursday, December 11, 2008

Jamming in Kingdom Come's first acoustic set

Kingdom Come, the band I'm in, did its first acoustic set at Madonna over Thanksgiving weekend. The set list included: "You Are My All in All, Blessed Be Your Name, One Pure and Holy Passion, Amazing Grace (My Chains are Gone), You Are My King, and Sing to the King." The musical message was well-received, and I enjoyed the experience. Also, I had a chance to tinker with my vocal ambitions while playing guitar. I'm no Dave Matthews, but I certainly give it my best effort.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from encounters with new experiences. This is a life that hums with meaning and purpose. Many peole are unhappy with their circumstances because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism. To get more out of life, one must avoid this montonous security. This habitual lifestyle can be draining. Take advantage of all the world has to offer. There is so much to see and do. I, for one, get stir-crazy in Nebraska. I'm prone to wander - I'm prone to be nomadic. To make each day a new horizon. My place in this world is where I happen to be standing at that moment. Now that is living.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Me versus We

When did the "Me" become more important than the "We?" How did the trust unravel right before our eyes? What happened to a company that was so right, so perfect in its beginnings? What happened to the "We?"

A promise that was made just a few months past - no layoffs. It was said that the company would ride out the economic turmoil. It was a slap in the face, a cold shoulder turned...I was abandoned. Lies, deceit, mistrust, and dishonesty have scorned the company. So absolute, so admittantly sincere in its beginnings, corruption now has its stronghold. Now it's nothing but sorry excuses, mistrust, and dishonesty. Discouraging and absolutely devastating.

The "We," the company "team," will continue to flounder, flailing to keep their heads above water. Employees are drowning under your own weight. And, now, now the "team" is derailing. Uncertainty and fear have led them into a state of panic. They are on pins-and-needles. Sadly, because of this decision to let go several employees that helped build your company.

Fascinated not by the "We," but now the "Me." The "Me"...this pronoun is caught up in capitalistic nonsense. When the stuff/the insignificant material of this world are more important than humanity. It's greed. Exorbitant salaries, unnecessary company expenditures for pleasure, and unaltered Christmas bonuses are continuing. These items should have been cut, not human capital. Unto this, the rich will continue to get richer, and the poor, well, poorer. The lust for wealth is entirely delusional. And, again it must be asked, what happened to the "We?"

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

KC biking adventure

Who knew KC mountain biking could be so fun? Seriously, there are some fantastic single track trails around KC. I hit up Blue Ridge Parkway and Landahl. The great thing about these trails is that they are marked - green, blue, and black - just like on the slopes. So, you can pick and choose your desired trail. I found myself enjoying the blues the most. Trail highlights from the weekend included Oxbow Run, Basement Trail, and Bo Ho Ca at Blue Ridge Parkway; Tasty Goodness, Wills Wanderer and Rim Job at Landahl. Recommendation: Print out the trail maps from earthriders.com before venturing to the trails (unless you've done these before). Between the two trail systems, there are miles and miles of endless singletrack - both fast-flowing, smooth dirt and the more technical limestone rock sections. The rock sections can get tricky in areas; believe me, I have the bruises and cuts to prove it. Finally, yes, I was rocking the Fisher 29'er!









Thursday, November 20, 2008

The Eagle has landed

About a month ago, the Surly and I had an adventure to b-e-a-utiful Eagle, NE. The ride out to this lovely nook of the prairie took me on 5 Lincoln trails...Highlands, Superior, 84th St., MoPac, and the John Dietrich. Oh, including a brief stint at the BMX track off 84th St. (The Surly landed jumps even with the panniers attached). As you can see, the Cross-Check begged for a photo opp with the Eagle watertower. It is smiling, by the way. Then the Surly requested a picture next to the train bike at the MoPac East trailhead. Of course, I obliged again.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

RAGBRAI!!!

The picture says it all. Sadly enough and I hate to admit, this is the first time I've actually transported beer on the bike rack. I've carried beer in my Timbuk2, but never actually on my bike. Of course, in Iowa, one has to enjoy the best...nothing but Busch Lite.



Riding with 20,000 other cyclists = this is what Ragbrai is all about. It is a moving party on 2 wheels. You meet tons of people from across the US. I highly recommend it. Seriously, if you have a bike (any bike) partake in the Ragbrai adventure.






The crew that I have rode with on Ragbrai for the last two years are referred to as the Skanks. There's quite a lengthy story that goes along with team name. More importantly, though, is that the name stirs up conversation. We are very fond of the name, and we'll be proudly bearing the licenses on our bikes for Ragbrais to come.



The cute couple

My sweet, cute, intelligent girlfriend--here we are at one of the many weddings that we've attended together (normally, she's a bridesmaid and I hang out with her family). All right, so here's the scoop (Sarah likes this word) on how we met. A mutual friend, who I happened to date at one time, set us up. She thought there was no way that we'd get along and that we had almost nothing in common. As they say, opposites attract. And, as we talked, or as I listened to Sarah talk, I learned that we have lots in common. Suitably, our first date was a bike ride (at a very casual, chatting pace (Sarah only rides at this pace). I guess you could say, from there it's history. We've been dating now for 2+ years and honestly, she's the best. I couldn't be happier.

It's a rock...shaped like a chimney!

NE at its finest. Chimney Rock and all its glory. Seriously, I was a little disappointed. Look - the windmill is even taller than Chimney Rock. The cow skull also adds a nice touch.

The farthest north I've been...Alaska!

First and foremost, Alaska is amazing. There is so much natural beauty in this state. Literally, everywhere I went, there was another picture opp. Restaurant recommedation = Glacier Brewing Company. As expected, it has the best Alaskan salmon and some wonderful micro brews. They have a cask beer that was incredible, too. On a warm day, it's worth the time just to walk around the city (it's pretty small). Definitely one of my best trips ever. Here I am in downtown Anchorage. Rightly so, Anchorage is the "Air Crossroads of the World."




This picture was taken on our way down to Seward for a whale-watching tour. This drive along Highway 1 (Seward Highway) was undoubtly the most scenic of my life. During the course of the drive, there are inlets where you can park and take pictures on rocks that jut out from the shore. Here I'm popping a squat on one of these rock ledges with Cook Inlet in the background.



So, for those of you that know me, I have this slight addicition to riding. It started with skiing, then I learned of the snowboard, and it went all downhill. Particularly, in the winter months, I discontinue riding the bicycle and ride the snowoboard. Here I am riding at Alyeska with Cook Inlet in the background. Officially, it ranked at the most scenic vista from any mountain summit. And, believe me, I've snowboarded at a lot of resorts (don't have me count). For those Coloradans, yes, it's even better than Keystone which overlooks Lake Dillon.