Some 1,500 of us came together in Hico, Texas for a community event that was shaped by tragedy.
Why I decided to race, how I prepared for the 137-mile gravel race, and how it went.
I invested a lot of time and effort into improving my MTB skills. And then, alas, I went down just minutes into the first Grand Prix race.
Eight days, 91,000 feet of climbing, and 650 miles of gravel in what is basically a credit-card bikepacking race. Ooph!
I’d heard tall tales of the Rock Cobbler for years. It did not disappoint.
My sponsors have been announced, projects are in planning, and the race calendar is set. Now the uphill slog to fitness begins.
60 riders were selected to race for $250,000. How is this going to shake out?
I struggled sometimes with the travel and social media, but 2021 was the best year of my career.
I couldn't win on the climb — uh-oh! — but I was able to find a way in the technical singletrack.
Singletrack, gravel roads, an uphill gravel TT (oh yeah!), hot springs, and an inclusive atmosphere? I was all in on Rebecca's Private Idaho.
I’m not sure if inaugural LeadBoat title is the badass or dumbass award, but I am very proud of the title and of each one of the 100 or so other racers who did it with me.
My view of exactly how this hard event played out, from the pre-race pressure until the post-race beers.
The Oregon Trail Gravel Grinder was such a great event, for so many reasons.
Cramping eyelids, brutal headwinds, unforgiving rocks, and racing with honor. Unbound Gravel delivered!
The stoke is growing. While connecting online has been great, many of us are looking forward to coming together in person for the Super Bowl of gravel in Emporia.
And some new projects in my ever-changing world of gravel privateer.