"After noon I rode up the Chewuck, counter clockwise. It was about 55F. I tore up FS 37 for a bit, but it got dark and foreboding so I turned around and crossed the river."

"I also cleaned the entire drive train and discovered a few shocking things. First, the front sprokett was almost detached and had a few loose screws. And one was missing! Yikes!"

"Every morning I wake up I make coffee, three eggs, half a can of black beans, some meat, some greens and whatever adornments I can chop up and add to the mix, a second cup of coffee... and then... I guess it depends."

"Everything transformed so fluidly, so completely, that it's almost not worth talking about."