Groad Trip: Unbound Gravel preparation and the FKT community
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.
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.
Four days of camaraderie and head-smashing competition with Colin Strickland and Ian Boswell on California's Lost Coast.
And some new projects in my ever-changing world of gravel privateer.
An unlikely story of turning gravel pro during a pandemic — and believing in oneself to make that dream happen.
Words of wisdom from Shimano's Nick Legan, and race context from me.
Happy Holidays, and here's to a bright and gravelicious 2021.
I'd be lying if I said everything was better in gravel. But here's how my new reality was on the whole.
I look back at the hours, TSS, race days, and total kilometers of my 2020 and 2019 seasons.
My Belgian Waffle Ride finish wasn't what I was hoping for, but I was happy to have raced hard and honorably like so many others there.
As someone who has raced road worlds and now races gravel, I believe there should be a gravel worlds. Here's why and here's how it could happen.
Pinning on numbers at the Lake City Alpine 50 and Fistful of Dirt felt great. I can't wait for Belgian Waffle Ride.
I don’t want to jinx myself, but I'm excited to race again in the next few weeks.
With help from Levi Leipheimer, TAMBA, and good planning, I set an FKT on the 60-mile Rose to Toads.
My summer objectives that will take equal priority alongside the races that will hopefully get the green light.
I dove deep down the rabbit hole of van conversion research, and let me tell you, it’s a slippery slope.
How I keep the stoke fire burning, and how you can, too.
Before the lockdown, I took my new bike to Arizona. Here's the lowdown on the parts I'm using.
Ride alone, pack your own snacks, know thy spigots, and other helpful rules for those who can still get out.
Beer-can shims, peanut-butter mud, and mud-puddle bike washes. Racing in Oklahoma was wild.
I'm headed to The Mid South, hoping to get the line first for the famous Bobby Wintle hug. Oh, and here are my coronavirus-avoidance tips as a long-time bike racer...