Tag Archives: st. george

Proper Muddy

24 Jan

It’s OK Tasha, Dave doesn’t bite.  I think he wants to dance.


Lynda’s good side.


The smiles say they were having a good time but the finger tells the truth.  Jen tried to tell the truth but couldn’t quite get it out.  What did the girls learn today?  Never follow Brad onto a muddy trail.


We got turned around pretty early into the ride by all the mud.  Undeterred Tasha, Jolene, Jen and Patty headed out to do laps on Church Rocks and I went home and made empanadas.

Proper Dirty

23 Jan

Camp Lynda day one hurt on many levels.  Before I get to the hurt, a big thanks to Dave and Lynda for putting this together.  I’m pretty sure I’m thankful but the pain meds haven’t worn off yet.  I think there were about 35 riders today.


Lynda barking orders.  Do not cross her again Mr. Holley.





See the downward glance on Chris.  Those are guilty eyes.  He’s feeling bad for running over the top of me.


A tacoed wheel and bloodied ear after only 30 minutes into a 5 hour (for me) ride will do this to your face.


Jonesing out of the Church Rocks area.




Proper dirty.  I broke the Vassago in real good today.  No baby steps here.


Proper bloody.


Again? Tomorrow? Really? OK.

It’s A Wrap

4 Jan

The holiday’s are over and not a moment too soon. We went to DC to spend time with Tasha’s family and eat. A lot. I gained 10 pounds from Christmas through New Year’s but it was so worth it.

Most people want to go to the top of the Washington Monument. I got the Washington monument on top of me.


The fam.


Highlight of the trip was winning the drawing for front row seats to West Side Story. Nothing like spit and sweat flying all over the stage. Loved it.


I followed up an award winning trip to DC with a jaunt to St. George and a ride around the newly award winning Zen Trail. I just awarded it the coveted Golden Chainring. Seriously, this could be the best loop in the state of Utah. It’s only 6.5 miles in length but you could spend hours and hours finding and trying technical moves both on and off the main trail.

Jon flashing a move.


Dan, not so lucky.


Top of the Zen. “Where’d Brad go?”


My favorite thing about the St. George trip. A custom sweet ass stem from Jon at Sabrosa. It’ll be the icing on the pumpkin pie Jabberwocky build. Coming soon.


Church Of The Blue Dome World Headquarters

30 Nov

Southern Utah. Specifically, Southwestern Utah. I can’t think of a better place to locate a rapidly growing religion. I heart Southwestern Utah.


People actually live here. Unbelievable! They must feel like they are at Church all the time. Well, the Church of the Blue Dome anyway.


The only problem with Southwestern Utah is that most of my family and now part of Tasha’s family, not to mention a lot of friends, now call it home. By the time we visit everyone, share the Gospel and mooch all their food (Thanks Tom and Dion, Kris and Bob, Jerry and Diane, Sergio and Wendy) there is very little time left over for biking. I guess we should stop preaching and just worship.


If you haven’t done Barrel Roll, Southwest of Santa Clara, you need to add it to your short list of rides should you visit.

I grew up in ST. George, Utah and it hasn’t changed much. The local bowling alley still looks just like it did when I was 10 years old. I’ve always loved those green stools and counter and the fries are still delicious.


It has changed a little, the competition has gotten a lot stiffer.


If you haven’t made it down to Southwestern Utah lately for worship you better start working on your priorities because religion doesn’t get any better than this and you are just getting older.