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A day of reflection was needed, and at such times I'm drawn to the sea. The overcast sky suited my frame of mind. I would spend much o...

Last year was The Year of the Dog ; this, The Year of the Turkey Vulture . The bird was occupied with some delectable piece of carrion and n...

Not too hot. Not too cold. Not too windy. Green hills and wildflowers in abundance. Thomas Grade seemed steeper, and the steep grade on East...

Strolling back to the car, past the trailers and canopies and motorheads in the paddock, I overheard a couple of guys remarking about the “g...

The slopes of Mount Diablo are lovely this time of year. While it seems unthinkable not to finish the climb at the summit, my ride buddy a...

Save the poodle! Save the poodle! Even when you're biking in familiar territory, you just might learn something new. A few independent...

No, not the velodrome; a different breed of track. For racing fast things with motors, ordinarily. One of the more unusual places to ride ...