The addiction of pleasure and pain
It would be hard to describe what I am doing as being seated. The camp chair that I am flopped in lends itself to being hunched over, but even that doesn’t quite do my state of relaxation justice. It...
View ArticleReasons are just logical excuses
Yes, there is a reason that I haven’t written anything in almost a month. There’s a reason that I didn’t say post, but written anything in a month. There’s a reason that every time I sat down at the...
View ArticleMooseknuckler News: Year O’ Knuckler
Just because I haven’t been posting doesn’t mean I don’t love you. You’ve all been in my thoughts, hanging out in the back like some creeper in a windowless van ready to pounce on my consciousness...
View ArticleLange’s Dugway
There’s not a lot of info about Lange’s Dugway to be found on the internet. The only two links I could find were on the BLM’s website and the Red Cliffs Desert Reserve’s page. Both of these describe...
View ArticleMoments like these
It was a long time ago, in a place and situation very familiar to us all that I first learned what the bicycle was going to mean to me throughout my life. It was my first solo ride on Gooseberry and it...
View Article10 Reasons you should never wake up early to go for a bike ride
1. Sunrises. Sunsets are awesome. The day is ending and it’s just about time to climb into bed and slip into that utopia we call sleep. Most of us are unaware that there is a counter to sunsets called...
View ArticleAnd this, more than anything else, is what I want to do with my life
What is your passion? What is that one thing that completely defines your being? And does it in a way that a stranger meeting you for the first time will walk away with a sense of who you are and what...
View ArticleIYCRIOARSSHTFU
We reached the top of the Zen. Due to the climb and the allergy induced liquid filled straw I was attempting to breath through, I was gulping air like a drowning man. I dropped my head to the...
View ArticleLong live the Alliance or at least that’s the rumor.
Welp, if you’re reading this then you know, the rumors of the demise of the Mooseknuckler were greatly exaggerated proven by these words that I am currently typing and that you will in the future...
View ArticlePractice till it hurts to not practice
My feet are pointed toward the ceiling. The sweat that was dripping down my face is now rolling its way back up to my eyes. There is a spot about six inches in front of my face that I am attempting to...
View ArticleThe Mooseknuckler’s Return
To breathe. One of the simplest actions a human can take and the one thing that makes us like every other living organism. Inhale. Exhale. Breath is life. There’s no way around it. Stop breathing,...
View ArticleFinding my Zen
It was the first time in months that I felt like I could just stand up and pedal. And that’s exactly what I did. The rhythm of my legs coursing up and down, mashing (let’s not make any grand dreams...
View ArticleBeers not Gears – SSUT
Let’s go ahead and set the bar nice and low. First off, the Mooseknuckler Cycling Alliance does not condone pedaling any ride where there isn’t time to stop and take pictures or drink a beer. So while...
View ArticleWe won’t get into what would happen to this thief were we to meet him
Fixie Dave Nice is one of the most famous people I know and as such does not need an introduction, but I think I’ll do my best to give him one anyway. I first met Fixie years ago as he was tromping...
View ArticleNews of the Alliance
Welp, I’m apparently not very good at getting the correct information out. It wasn’t until the 4th or 5th person asked me about SSUT and thinking that it was this past weekend that I finally realized...
View ArticleKing’s Peak
Climbing mountains can certainly be perceived as being a pointless activity. One of the first men to attempt the summit of Everest, George Mallory, said he wanted to climb the mountain “because it’s...
View Article#realgirlsthatride
The song was Take me Away by Hayes Carll, but that wasn’t the important detail. I was standing at the back door of my truck completely naked getting ready to slip my bibs on. What we call the...
View ArticleSpecial Report: Zion Canyon Music Festival
I was dancing. Well, I was moving. I’m not sure you can accurately describe what I was doing as dancing. There were a lot of folks around me that were much more betterer at dancing than I was at this...
View ArticleAnd the Monkey Master is…
We are less than two weeks out for this shit show we are referring to as SSUT. The Alliance was out working over the course (read riding the Goose which is what we do best) all day yesterday and even...
View ArticleMooseknuckler News: Green Valley Classic
A perfect morning for pancakes. I’m full of ideas. Most of ’em are bad like when I planned a ride to do the Turkey Farm Loop on Thanksgiving or trying to ride my bike to Chile with no more planning...
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