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Ah, Gordon Moore.  Not at all my kind of racecourse.  But look at that beautiful panorama. As far as fast, smooth courses go, the folks at t...

I'm pretty much a one-sport dude.  I ride bikes.  Oh, I run a little.  I've thrown a baseball before, kicked a soccer ball, got hit ...

Creve Coeur is such a pleasant place to ride a mountain bike.  The trails are swoopy, the turns are fun, the hills are short, and it is gene...

Hanna has been coming to the Girls Night Out rides for a few weeks now and has really come along well with her riding.  She rides with the ...

We were pretty bummed about the weather last weekend in Farmington.  It put the kibosh on the race for us.  I had Friday morning off, so I d...

I really am busy.  It's a pretty lame excuse, but the shop takes up so much time.  The Beautiful Mrs. K and I have very little free time...

Although I did get a couple ceiling fans in the kids' rooms replaced recently, I am way behind on my handyman stuff at home.  This kitch...

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 ...