Whether it’s a team race or one we both complete individually it continues to amaze me how we always have such a different experience. Below is a quick report from Danielle and me on how the day played out.
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Chino Grinder Race Report: A Tale of Two Races
The Chino Grinder was our first gravel grinder, and it was also the first race we did simultaneously. It ended up being one epic day in the saddle for all the racers due to some crazy weather, and the race was ultimately called for those reasons. Read bellow for his and hers perspective on the race; I reached the 53 mile mark exactly one hour before Danielle, so it was interesting to compare how different our experiences were based on a mere one hour separating us! (more…)
24 Hours in the Old Pueblo: Solo Singlespeed Race Report
Before I start I ran a 32×20. I just wanted to get that out of the way because I know how much singlespeeders like to ask “what gear you running?” So, now that that’s taken care of read on… (more…)
Bikepacking to the Sheep Bridge
Every year between Christmas and New Year’s Ryan and I like to plan a little getaway. In the past we have been to Joshua Tree, Channel Islands and Saguaro National Parks; however this year we stayed local and planned a short overnight bikepacking trip to the Sheep Bridge on the Verde River. (more…)
Geocaching at the Sears Kay Ruins
Last weekend Ryan and I went on our first geocaching adventure and enjoyed a short hike at the Sears Kay Ruins. We had both heard about geocaching before, but learned more about it when we bought our new GPS for our recent bikepacking trip. The GPS had a geocache setting so we started researching to see what this geocaching was all about. When Ryan stumbled across the geocaching website (more…)
A Case of Wanderlust
Ever since starting this blog, I’ve come down with a severe case of wanderlust. It’s hard not to, since I have been reading everyone else’s blogs about outdoor adventures. Reading about people camping across America, departing on indefinite road trips or bikepacking across South America left me feeling a little inadequate.
Goolds Gone Wild 