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My Father's Day started with a hard solo bike ride.  It was hot and sticky, but I got out early enough to avoid the hottest part of the ...

People need playtime.  Hound Dogs need playtime, too.  Remi brings his tattered, deflated ball up to the door and flings it at the door unti...

Sunday dawned and it was time to load up and head out to the UFD Mountain Bike Race at the Forest City Trails in St. James.  Eli and I were ...

I can't really rattle off all of the things the Beautiful Mrs. K and I did for our two days off in a row.  The weather was glorious, so ...

My big ol' Hound Dog.  He was not a very affectionate dog.  We were worried he'd always just be a spaz, knocking everything over, ch...

The beautiful Mrs. K and Eli are my main mountain biking crew (Team Kakouris!) these days.  Just last Sunday Eli and I drove to St. James to...

My first Saturday off since we bought South Side.  It's been a looooong run.  So it was extra awesome that I was able to spend it with E...

Greensfelder is near and dear to my heart, as most of my friends and family know.  It was the scene of my very first mountain bike race in 1...

Yep, there it is. My first pro number was 54.  And that's how old I am.  Seems a little fishy to me.  Every year, they just keep adding ...

  We have been so busy for the last couple of months with the shop that we haven't had time to take a single hike.  We changed that toda...

Sunday was, of course, glorious.  The St. Louis version of Spring has landed and it was amazing.  Best of all, it's been dry enough for ...

  Tyson has been playing for Fontbonne for two years now.  Well, not really.  Last season was canceled because of the plague, so this is his...