for the next few days as I still have house guests.  Though a full Almanzo report will come soon.  In the meantime we’ll continue to tear up all the best MPLS has to offer.

heading down South today in preparation for tomorrow’s big race

My buddy Kyle still really wants to pressure me into the 162, but I’m thinking the 100 sounds like a helluva lot more fun.

We’ll see.

finally got Ready To Die on vinyl, record store day pickup online!

Shaved Up.

A fine ride home from work.

FYI, the Bottoms are in perfect condition. Go get some.

good times.

The other day I took my old hardtail out for some trail action at Brownie and Wirth, and I gotta say, I was pretty damn stoked to be on the small wheel.

The bike isn’t as fun to play on and bunny hop as my Salsa 29′er, but I was railing the berms, climbing everything and anything, and making switchbacks that there’s no way I could have pulled off on the wagon wheels.

Stoked on the whole thing.

Interesting (or maybe not) post script:

Later that day I was moving my van in the garage (I’ve been mainly driving the Cherokee, and have only driven the van three times this Spring which has me plenty rusty on the stick shift) and performed a classic blunder by having my foot on the brake instead of the clutch. It was in gear, I turned they key, and blammo, rammed the seat of the Schwinn right through the bra and grill of the van.

Luckily I happened to have an extra grill (don’t ask), and was able to glue the seams of the bra. Obtaining relative back to normal status with a quickness.

Bobby picked this up a few year’s ago at the Velodrome bike swap and I finally got the chance to take some nice photos of it.

It’s pretty rare around these parts to find a nice vintage cross bike, and this is one of the sickest anywhere.

Note the split cable routing with the front derailleur on the downtube and the rear derailleur on the top tube.

Earlier this year I got my hands on a set of Oakley Jawbone’s and they are easily the most comfortable glasses I have ever put on my head.

I never thought I’d find a pair of glasses that could beat my beloved Briko Stinger’s, but the ear pieces, nose pieces, and lightweight of the Jawbones have landed them as my new all time favorite. Six hours in the saddle today, and they never bothered my nose or temples at all.

Not to mention that Oakley’s optics are the best in the business.

Stoked.

Oh, and they also have interchangeable lenses, though I haven’t actually used that feature yet. I’m sure it works as intended.