Gone Fishin'


I'm not actively blogging here anymore. But if you got here because you were searching for something about bikes, you might want to check out my latest project, Vermont Goldsprints. In summer of 2014, I bought a used goldsprints racing setup and have made it a mission to get more bikes in more people's faces by putting on fun races in unexpected places. Come join me!



It's tough to see in this picture, but they used a wave of the Jolly Roger to signal the approach of each jumper during the annual Gelande jump contest this weekend at the Bowl. These guys jump fixed-heel, so they go faster and shorter than their telemark brothers. The best of them went over 200 feet on what I am told is a 50 meter hill. I don't really know what that means, except that the guys who went that far had damn little of the hill left to land on (in other words, another 10 feet or so and they are landing on the flats). I didn't get to see much of the event as I was working and went home tired before the finals got started. I had good success in my lessons, though, with a girl who had never skied before six weeks ago taking her first ride up the chair and winding her way back down the mountain with me in a little over an hour.

In my other working life, I got to head up to Seeley Lake last week, and the drive up was full of deer, eagles, and local lore courtesy my boss and co-worker. Seeley is where writer Norman MacLean (of A River Runs Through It fame) retreated with his parents, and where MacLean's father lived out his days following the death of Maclean's brother. MacLean's brother actually was murdered, but it was on the streets of Chicago, not Missoula as portrayed in the movie. The police never concluded anything but MacLean always felt that his brother was indeed killed over gambling debts. Anyway, I didn't get to see them but apparently the local historical society does have a fishing shirt and a few other things that belonged to MacLean on display somewhere. Maybe on my next trip. Posted by Picasa