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  • January 7, 2016
  • 9 photos
Until the Fog Lifts

I spent an afternoon planning a winter 2016 motorcycle loop but thought better of it as I noticed the mud I’ve been pedaling through to work. So I made a word salad about mud.

  • November 8, 2015
  • 75 photos
Danskin November

With special dispensation from family, I hastily changed oil, cleaned the chain and otherwise prepared the bike for what may be the last ride of 2015. I rode hard until dark, meeting along the way fiddling friends, Mickey and Moose, for whom are named popular flats above the South Fork of the Boise River.

  • December 30, 2014
  • 9 photos
Light December Snow

The last two days of 2014 are dusted with snow and colored with sun, a dichotomy I’m glad to indulge with several stops while biking to and from my office downtown. May the new year be so beautiful.

  • November 13, 2014
  • 25 photos
Ten Degrees Too Early

Winter came a month early. I enjoy the blanket of sparkling white and added challenge of biking a slippery path. It sure would have been great to rake the leaves up first, though. Oh well. The fiery fog and glowing hoar frost are beautiful just the same.

  • November 7, 2014
  • 8 photos
Home Along the River

The sharp morning light of a week ago is today muted by mist rolling off the cold water along my bicycle commute to work. Lucky for me, this common autumn scene never fails to delight and I’m glad for the chance to meander.

  • November 3, 2014
  • 8 photos
Election Leaves

Political outcomes won’t change it: things that brought joy yesterday are those which bring joy today — full suspension bunny-hop from asphalt to dirt, glittering leaves and deep breaths of cold air.

  • January 15, 2014
  • 18 photos
Pedaling Through Night Fog

Bike lanes clear of snow enable me to resume the ride to work and a more portable camera permits a few images of the dense fog we’ve experienced this week in Idaho’s Treasure Valley.

  • April 28, 2013
  • 9 photos and a video
Camping by Willow Creek

I ride over the hills to the Danskin area for my first overnight trip of the year and first time camping from the KTM. Luggage woes and difficult trails keep me from getting as far as planned but morning along Willow Creek makes it all worth it.

  • April 17, 2013
  • 18 photos
Danskin on the New KTM

After a couple months parked in pieces in the garage, I finally get the new KTM out for a first dirt ride on the Danskin trails under patches of blue and between sheets of rain. The whoops are more pleasant than on the GS and the singletrack more inviting.

  • October 6, 2012
  • 58 photos
Dagger Falls, I Freeze

I ride for an autumn night by myself near Idaho’s Sawtooth Mountains but am kept from my intended destination by wildfire. I find myself camped instead near an old fishway and falls along the Middle Fork of the Salmon, gateway to wilderness and “river of no return.” I spend the evening exploring on foot and the morning trying to warm up.

  • November 4, 2010
  • 9 photos
Yellow Mist

I ride alongside river mist made molten by winter’s morning sun past sites once famous, the destination for thousands, now almost forgotten.

  • November 2, 2010
  • 4 photos
November Oranges

Another day of work, another day to ride. I stop in the place I often do along the river bank where it’s just me, leaves and water, and memories of summer revelers lining up to swing from a frayed rope into the river.

  • December 8, 2009
  • 7 photos
Minus Six by the River

It is that special time of year when temperatures drop to single digits and mist rises from the frigid river into golden morning light. I don’t want to lose my warmth but I’m compelled to pause and admire the ice and light.