The First Fall River Rd. of the season, Estes Park

It’s been two years since I rode my bike up the infamous and unbelievably beautiful Fall River Rd. in Rocky Mountain National Park outside of Estes Park, CO. At the time, that first ride felt like a transformational experience. It changed everything I believed about my own cycling abilities, my doubts about whether or not …

Feeling Like A Kid Again

I came to Colorado a road rider. A pavement junkie. Rim brakes and all carbon everything. Florida isn't exactly a mountain biking or off-road riding mecca. The few trails I explored were by foot and mostly in my D2 collegiate running days. They were fairly short, very sandy, completely flat, and crowded with runners. Mountain bikers …