Under

It didn’t matter how many times we’d been to the beach. We could look out at that ocean, play in it, skip stones across it, collect shells from it, get sunburned next to it, and still never know exactly what was down there underneath the waves. There were different life forms, much more different than …

Ambassadors of Mountain Biking

I like writing. But I really love mountain biking. So my two favorite things to do are words that sound the same. Writing. Riding. If there’s no context, in the spoken word, you might get those two mixed up. My most recent ride took me up Rock-A-Billy and down Ridge Line. These are just trail …